We all tell stories even people

who don’t Uruguayian neighbor

she recites weather every single

day too cold her usual

Passover A Big Story Israelites

leave one place some versions use the word

smote they smote and ran

when they got to where they were going

they told a story what Joshua

said to Naomi maybe what can we do

about building a place where we live

with them they live with us and one day

there is no us or them only good stories

no one discusses weather much either

the word smote forever banned


Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

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