His afternoon bus approaches…. I can see him through the window; he’s rocking backwards and forwards… he’s biting his left hand angrily… something is upsetting his balance. I slide open the door of the mini bus and he’s looking at me, talking with his eyes. I undo his seat belt and he’s angry … I
I like scoring comedy gigs, particularly unexpectedly. Last minute in Amsterdam via facebook I get this gig with a whole crowd of other international comedians at The Comedy Café. I’m in Amsterdam as part of an 8 week comedy research tour. The gig is down town, about 7 km’s away from the hotel I’m staying
I learn you again, after long separation. Time, space — matrices that germinate knowing. My loss becomes gain after patient gestation.   Home study – is it work, or vacation? Unwanted confinement, or respite from going? You reclaim me after long separation .   Since your bar mitzvah I’ve been a way-station, A hot meal bolted, a quick
My shock diagnosis of bowel cancer got me thinking about the language around cancer. It really annoyed me. It is all-pervasive — ‘she has cancer’, ‘he has cancer’, as opposed to being contained and specific, for example, she has a cancer in her breast, he has a cancer in his prostate. Saying a person has
I am descended from a long line of powerful and strong Jewish feminists. Not all of them identify themselves as such. Some, probably hadn’t ever heard the term before. Not all of these women are directly related to me, but I am the inheritor of their life’s work and dedication to their people. And yet,
Sleep evades Truth invades Struggling to be set free Tortured thoughts Not for naught But who is the real me Deep below Not for show Is a person waiting to be Kept at bay Hidden away But what is the magic key Locked tight With all might Are emotions no one gets to see It