Convenience

Just a convenience, or so I was told Treating with respect, a true love A heavy heart laid bare by this falsehood Depression and subsequent medication added as an insult But still just a convenience, in her eyes Sitting silent, taking in this harshness Unable to...

Ruined

I sit there alone, day after day, night after night How could I have done this to another human being How could I have ruined a friendship How, just how did my love disappear into darkness Knowing the only truth, the real truth It was my fault, and no one else’s Lying...

Too Many Inside

Too many inside perhaps you’re aware Each time I go down there I ponder and stare Thinking for a moment before my fears overcome Too easy for me and perhaps too hard for some Bouncing around on a mattress of fun Wondering how many before me had come Into that are we...

Pills

The pills made her see clearly, so she said A break from depression Pathway to sanity, or perhaps a gateway to insanity An admission of an inability to cope Sad really, but seemingly necessary Her way out of the mess she’d created Unable to live with decisions she...

Wheelchair Buddies

Side by side, wheel for wheel, on a journey into mobility Covered by the shawls they used to wear, now blankets, now warmth In tandem towards their goal, friendship and a life outside Making way for traffic, making haste for destinations unknown Wrapped up, unlike the...
Club Med For Jews My Summer on a Kibbutz

Club Med For Jews My Summer on a Kibbutz

The summer of 1975 in Glasgow, Scotland, was only consistent in its inconsistency. One day the sun was there, the next, gone. There seemed to be no end in sight to my work or the rain. My feet ached from pounding the pavement—marching from one town to another, trying...