Parts of a Life, or Alix the Airport Driver

Alix moved from Uzbekistan to Israel

then 31 years ago he came to Brighton Beach with his wife.

He likes Russian food but on his 62nd birthday a week ago

he wanted sushi. Everyone asks

if I like driving, he said.  I hate it. I’ve always hated driving

but I’m a man of habit.  Driving is my job.  What I like is

playing classical guitar.  My son lives with us.  He’s

a cop.  Every two weeks he has another girlfriend.

We fight because my wife and I know he should be

married already.  Enough said Alix.  My daughter is married

and lives in Israel with her family.  A husband and two

daughters.  I don’t have to like the husband.  That’s her problem.

I work every day from

3 in the morning until 3 in the afternoon.

When I come home I watch The Discovery Channel.

We go with five other couples on vacation every year.

Seven years in a row we’ve gone to Aruba.  This year too.

One of the men is religious. The rest of us eat

a lot of shrimp. What else do you want to know?


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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