It was the hardest telephone call I’d ever had to make. “He’s gone,” I said quietly. “It’s over.” I could hear my father’s sharp intake of breath, followed by a choked sob. From my mother I heard nothing. Sitting on the narrow bed in our spartan hospital [Read More]
As I wrote in this blog post, I recently had the privilege to profile Tel Aviv’s Gallery of [Read More]
I’m saving my thoughts for a cold, rainy day Nowhere to go and no games to play I’ll sit by the [Read More]
Through my work as a freelance writer, I’m often given opportunities to meet interesting individuals and [Read More]
On a day like today I could fly to the stars Take a walk on the moon Have a dance across Mars I could play in [Read More]
You would think that after 13 years, my coping skills would be better. And yet, here I am once again, just a [Read More]
I wrote in this blog post, I recently had the privilege to profile Tel Aviv’s Gallery of International Read the post
laila tov - ze sheli. ulai... ani rusi. ani lo yehudi aval ishti yehudit. ve ani okhev ivrit (hebrew) Read the post
beautiful. The beginning and the end/ The Harmony. This little little poem is perfect. I mean...toda raba. Read the post
you used the word "hijacked"to describe the original concept of Israeli Zionism,this "hijacking"is Read the post
