A Crystalled Night
The Danube is, afterall, the biggest Jewish graveyard
Category Poetry
The House Beyond the Swamp
the family who squatted between our house and the bog
Grief Haibun
i am clocked in for 30 minutes when i get the call
No Longer Hiding, Only Rising
Let your skin remember the path your ancestors carved in silence
The weather forecast of my mother tongue
I fish them out every evening, lay them down
to Tim in lieu of flowers
tragedy strikes the exhausted soul who stops to rest
Remains
And is God not a manacle
Testament
And is God not a manacle
Calling Home
my father prays on a fraying mat
American Math
A moth kept hitting glass. I watched it lose.