Unholy Spirit

Your pain is not your own it belongs to me. Though I am not the cause I have bathed in your misery and drank it down until it made me sick Maybe someday I will know what it means to be happy. These days there are many times that I think I am. Then I... Continue Reading →

Lamentations

The following manuscript was discovered in the chimney of a nineteenth century apartment building in the city of Lodz, Poland in 2010. Although partially damaged by smoke and moisture, the writing was remarkably well preserved. Any changes or additions to the manuscript were intended for clarity and are noted when they occur. Spelling and grammatical... Continue Reading →

Lamentations Part 4

As I sat on the stoop of our building one afternoon, re-reading one of my precious books for the umpteenth time, four German soldiers came walking down the street in my direction. If I had not been so lost in my thoughts I would have noticed the streets clearing at their approach, and slipped away... Continue Reading →

Lamentations Part 2

At the cemetery on Bracka street we buried my sister. It had been five days since she was taken from us, murdered by an unseen evil. I remember little of her funeral except for how crowded the cemetery was with grieving people. We were fortunate to be able to give poor Esther anything that resembled... Continue Reading →

Lamentations Part 1

The following manuscript was discovered in the chimney of a nineteenth century apartment building in the city of Lodz, Poland in 2010. Although partially damaged by smoke and moisture, the writing was remarkably well preserved. Any changes or additions to the manuscript were intended for clarity and are noted when they occur. Spelling and grammatical... Continue Reading →

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