I make my daughter see an old tree as a flame reaching into the patience of a hill.
I look at my father and commit my face to memory.
I fall on one deaf ear.
I am thirty seven when I want to buy a gun.
I inject my sons with the truth of my mostly childhood placebo.
I disrespect the dead is *******.
I name names that are similar.
I sincerely form.
I follow one person out of every one person touched by the Holocaust.
aren’t you the saddest thing I’ve ever laughed.