Remarks from MJAL Candlelighting December 13, 2020
We fly together through the darkness, holding onto the window…
I write stuff.
We fly together through the darkness, holding onto the window…
It was a hundred years ago and it was ten. It was a time when the world was a certain way — before it became a different kind of world, a certain other kind of way.
I cooked obsessively during the funeral. If you stop, you know — and look at the screen…then the…
‘….we kept talking about it while going down the elevator. In fact, we couldn’t stop talking about it…’
Faccio un casino. I am a bit of a mess. Time zones, eh. I am meeting B, of…
Sono tornata. I have returned. It doesn’t seem normal to me to walk down the streets of Milano…
It was the most indulgent of rides. We scheduled a three-stop-transport…from upper Brooklyn down to his neighborhood…and then…
“I would imagine us at the fair, walking hand-in-paw, sharing an ice cream…carrot, of course.”
“They were the same little people whose snowy socks went around and around my dryer…”
There once was a five-year old boy. It was summertime — and of course — there were fireflies.…
A few years ago, when our three kids were teens and older, we decided to take them all…
Months ago, before my surgery, we had dinner at an Asian restaurant with a Chinese friend, M. She…
Look, it is not a lot to ask, I don’t think. After years and years and sleepless nights…
I have been asked to provide an update on my recovery: I knew that I was having major…
Of all the things I thought would make me happy in this life, I was completely unprepared for…