As I watch you sleeping in the night Arms wrapped around your pillow, oh so tight Little fingers clutch a furry little toy Dispelling any daytime myths That you’re not a little boy And in the darkness, you beckon me to come A frightened little boy who wants his mum Eyes barely open, I stumble to your side Take you in my arms Your little body close to mine You’re...
It’s book give-away time everyone! I’ve got one copy of the Chicken Soup book with my story in it – “Chicken Soup for the Soul – Grieving and Recovery” – up for grabs, so I’ve decided to have some fun and send it off to one lucky fan of my Facebook writer page – with a catch. You have to be prepared to offer me something in...
This past weekend was my 25th high school reunion. While I couldn’t attend (given that it was 7,000 miles away in beautiful Upstate New York), I was able to watch it unfold on Facebook through real-time photo uploads and status updates from each event. I could see who still looked fabulous and who had aged well; I could see the effect that 25 years of living had had on...
I wish I had more time to tell you All the words I want to say About everything and nothing And how you make my days I wish I had more time to show you Just how much I care For even when we disagree It helps to know you’re there I wish I had more time To be there by your side To sit and hold your hand To hug you as we cry I think of all the things I’d do Just to...
My story about the upcoming Karmiel Dance Festival for the Haaretz newspaper’s ESSENCE magazine supplement can be found here. Tweet
It’s hard to believe that July 8th marks 13 years since our first son was born. As I try not to think about the Bar Mitzvah we aren’t planning, my mind turns to my handsome seven-year-old. On a hot summer day two years ago (after giving it a great deal of thought), we told him about the brother he’ll never have a chance to meet. The subsequent journey has...
From out of nowhere, she came Just a picture and a name Sending words across his screen That wove their way into his dreams As did she… Now his mind is all awhirl He can’t stop thinking ’bout that girl And how she crept into his heart Just blew his sanity apart With her words… Words that spun him all around And turned his life all upside down Left him powerless to...
Your scent fills the air Teasing my senses I tremble with desire Of one who is addicted And cannot get enough How I love To wrap my fingers Around you To bring you to my lips To inhale, to taste Oh, to feel your warmth inside me For when we are together, I feel alive Yet without you, I am weak Without you, I cannot function You are… Tweet
Bugger off, you bastards Bugger off to hell No patience for your antics Ain’t buyin’ what you sell I’m tired of pretending That everything’s okay Not taking no more crap from you So just be on your way You pull me in and make me want To give you all I’ve got You grab me with your pretty words Then leave me there to rot But I’ve got news for...
The time difference between Israel and the East Coast of the United States is seven hours, which means that I woke up yesterday morning to learn that Osama Bin Laden had been killed by US forces at some point during the night. This being the age of new media, it’s probably not terribly surprising to anyone that I discovered this bit of news via my Facebook feed (with...