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Moses and the Sparrows
I remember when we were young, we would sneak up to your attic to watch the fields turn to gold. Do you remember that, Marian? The ladder was spiky with splinters, and we had to be careful of our hands. When we got up there, in between inhaling clouds of dust, we would unlatch the window and look out at the setting sun. You could see the end of the world from your attic window, Marian. We were like two little sparrows looking out from the eaves, me and you.Do you remember, when we were young, Marian? We would run down to the bakery and pick out the bread. We would hand the money over, smirking...
Two Sides Of The Same Coin
I remember my childhood in bits and pieces, like framed pictures of specific events that exist independently of all the other memories. There was the time I challenged my brother to a foot race down the steps of the rocky hill on the side of my grandfather’s house. www.onedoor.ccMy mother warned us to never run down the hill lest we injure ourselves. But that did not thwart us at all. We waited for her to go to work and proceeded with our plans. What else was there to do in the hot summer sun but run, hide, play, and take in all of the day’s light. There was also the time I climbed the mango tree in my gran...
Only Words
We strayed in far corners of your library, slow-dancing in a wood-paneled and wool-carpeted room. The paintings stared at us in disapproval, even the canvases with nothing but inanimate objects painted on their once bare bodies.I can just see a paintbrush tickling the white rough surface. The brush’s ends are stained a deep purple, the color of your favorite kind of grapes. Once purple meets white, there is no returning, no going back to a blank slate. You finish what you started or you get a new canvas.But new canvases are expensive. And a waste. You could always paint over the purple if it r...
Jay Cee.
Surprise! The hairy, bearded, dissident little prophet did return to the noble land of Israel. It all happened, some when. He went by the name of Jay Cee, in the world of the 21st Century. He appeared, quite unannounced, in his modest and humble manner. Israel had changed so much. It was, 2000 years later, a vital strategic base for the Pentagon and Judaism in the current world. Jay Cee gathered a few like-minded friends and distant relatives around him. He went around the land, sharing and caring, doing great work for his beliefs. The government of Israel thought his preaching was a bit of a ...