Fabric Heart (a poem)

My heart has been shattered before

Pieces of glass, splintered and scattered

But as you took the pieces

Of my heart within your hands

To keep it safe

You transformed it

No longer is it made of glass

No longer is it frail and fragile

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Why Do I Deserve Such Tenderness? (a poem)

She said, “Open the door, let me in.”
Inside my fortress, I freeze to death
Every night stripped and shivering
Rusted bones, my body glimmering

But she comes to me in silence
Wraps me in warm blankets
Tells me the movements of the planets
And the location of distant stars

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The Black Mist (a poem)

The black mist rolled around me

And the vase shattered into a million pieces

The flower petals it once held

Orange, red and yellow, they were all scattered around

The pieces are now jagged and sharp

Piercing my skin deeply with every try to collect them

Maybe I’ll make a mosaic of them one day

And hopefully that image is as lovely as the vase used to be

(Photo by Fabien TWB on Unsplash)

Reach out and touch me (a poem)

He said, “Reach out to touch me”
And I thought he was joking
Being pulled back into the maelstrom
Of cycles of abusive relationships

It’s like being lost at sea and
Seeing the North Star
Only to be pulled away, back
To the turbulent waters

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Perfect Match (flash fiction)

Here’s a piece of sci-fi flash fiction about algorithms, romance, and arranged marriages. It’s about 700 words and has an estimated reading time of 3 minutes. Let me know what you think!

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Daisies & Heartbreak (a haibun)

I hand her a bouquet of flowers in the shadows: daisies, her favorite. A token of my love, a symbol of my guilt. For my sins, my mistake. It is a peace offering, made in the dying light of our backyard.

She accepts daisies
Takes them and leaves for good
Relationship done

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The Day my Brother was Born (a poem)

The day my brother was born, I was torn –

already 16 years old

on the cusp of college & adult life

he was so precious

he kept me close to home

in mind & soul

even though the family fell apart

I keep him close to my heart

worry about him, but know that

he’s my blood & I’d go to the gates of Hell

to protect him.

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What is Happiness? (a prose poem)

What is happiness?

It’s sitting in the comfy chair in the reading nook, next to you while you work away at your desk. It’s our pup laying behind your chair, chewing his favorite toy, completely at peace. It’s our baby girl, purring away sitting on the ottoman next to my feet.

Happiness isn’t money or the nicest things the world has to offer.

Happiness is your kind and loving heart, loving me forevermore.

Shabbat (a poem)

I knew nothing of Shabbat before you

or the prayers we say on Friday nights

as we break off pieces of challah + let the candle

burn all night by the window –

I’m happy you’ve taught me, it’s brought me

a new ritual in this life, the life we share together.

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It Keeps Getting Better (a poem)

We’ve been together for two years

and it keeps getting better –

I know you well, but will I ever know you completely?

Your essence, sense of self, the core of you

that’s hidden and accessible only to you and God

but as the days go by, more is revealed

and it keeps getting better.