Tomorrow is my brother Sam’s birthday


I remember the day my brother was born

I was four years old

my grandmother stayed with us  to help

he just slept  how much work could he be

how could this sleeping baby ever become a person

who played football and went to college

and lived in New York and moved to Florida and

celebrates with his wife in North Carolina now?


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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