The J-Blogosphere Grim and Morbid Festival is winding down already, but this contribution was baking at the height of it, I just didn't have time to post. See DOTK (my other blog) for a follow-up Torah Thought to be posted a little later today iy"H.
"Why are you staring at me like that? I don't know you. I don't even want to look at you, you ugly creature! Go away!
"Why does it bother me to see your fixed gaze? I can feel it, the hatred in you probing eyes. Why-- what did I ever do to you? Tell me, you shrunken, shriveled old woman! Answer me if you can!
"I dare you to keep up your stony silence. Haven't I seen enough pain, without having seen you, wretched thing! Just leave me alone!
The bitterness welled up inside her head and her tightly balled fist. Barely conscious of what she was doing, her fury shot out, knocking that woman off her feet.
The impact stung her knuckles and her heart. Through shards of glass, the teenager pulled her gnarled and misshapen hand, and gazed deeper into the mirror, searching for the young girl that Hitler had stolen.
--Loosely based on a true account.
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5 comments:
That is so sad that her childhood was stolen
sad.
very sad.
:(
oh my gosh...
Why are you hiding that passionate writing?
That was sad powerful and great
funny as i was about to comment i see david just took the words out of my mouth. but i'll say it again.
oh - my - goodness.
wow. that was intense and painful and stunning.
Thanks, all.
The Jewish journey turns me on. Most of my best inspiration for prose involves Jewish history, and occasionally even the present viewed in context as part of the Jewish journey. I really need to take time to do more writing in that direction. My poetry is more personal feelings, which I don't enjoy writing about as much.
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