May His Neshamah Have An Aliyah

Har Nof

By Aaron E. Bulman (excerpt)

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The way the sun shines

Here it makes eyes

Crinkle

To tiny slats

of intake

To take in

The quick

Childlike truths

Unforgettably

In black and white...

The first day of Pesach was Aaron's Yahrtzeit. Sigh. For us.

Aaron

By Neil Fleischmann

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He's come closer for me

On Sundays like this one.

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While the world oversleeps

Aaron blows through

My air conditioner vent.

I smell his smoke,

I hear him shout,

I feel pain, my pain.

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And he tells me it's OK,

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"You don't get it

Being dead is good for me

I didn't expect to like it

(Who does?)

But I do.

Peace"

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If you know how to make the lines closer together please step up.