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Golem Takes a Hike on Black Friday
Twisted Bay laurel trunks lean down the hillside branches covered in moss scarves quail make a quick exit like a troupe of dancers racing across stage lights to fame, the
Golem Has a Career Crisis
How can I be sure I’m the best one for the job, a statue hewn from rose quartz, a slab for nose, a chunk for body, two lips unable to speak
The Eustachian Tube of a Golem
I learned to think with my eyes speak with my hands in the shimmery violet and reddish black of the evening light the sound of Aramaic wending along the Eustachian
The Golem Muses Upon the Wonder Rebbe of Prague
In my dreams, he stretches far or holds the hand of shadows lags behind as I try to catch up my Rebbe of Prague who installed me inside the Hall of Justice as
Golem Looking At the Super Moon
You swooped in to take a close-up the first time in more than sixty years by my count, no time at all. Maybe you couldn’t believe the wind whispering in your soft ear had to see with
A Dark Force is Calling All Cars
Snap out of it, I told my golem friend. There are more important things than dwelling in the past perfect, no need to cry over spilled chicken soup nor hunger after latkes with sour