Elul 23: Begin

Tiny hands
push sand
over the plastic spider
in the sandbox.

“That guy died, so now he is buried.”

I ask if she knows someone
who was buried.

“No. We have the sand, like,
from their body,
at my house.”

And then, she scoops the animals
out of their untimely resting places
one by one.

“See you next week.”

This poem is in a series written during Elul, the Jewish month of reflection and repentance leading up to the Jewish New Year and Day of Atonement. The project is inspired by Rabbi Phyllis Anna Somer, @imabima. More info on her blog Ima on (and off) the Bima.


~ by ettaqueen on September 28, 2016.

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