a journal on the writer's role in society edited by esther altshul helfgott Contributors are invited to address the question: What is the writer's responsibility to self & society? Send well-crafted submissions in poem, essay, memoir, diary or story to: |
is a Seattle writer & teacher. |
Father's Skull by Esther Altshul Helfgott I see my father's skull lying on the ground. Mouth wide open. Eyes gorged out. I know it is his. I kick the other skulls away from my father's. I want to be alone with him. When the policemen leave, I will retrieve my father's skull. I will carry it home with me. I will hold it in my arms as I rock myself to sleep. Mother has been gone since the last war. My brothers and sisters are also dead. So are my cousins. Father's skull is all that's left. Orignally published in Chrysanthemum, Summer 2000 Appears on-line at The Dakota House Journal, Fall 2001 copyrightEsther Altshul Helfgott |
Father's Skull by Esther Altshul Helfgott I see my father's skull lying on the ground. Mouth wide open. Eyes gorged out. I know it is his. I kick the other skulls away from my father's. I want to be alone with him. When the policemen leave, I will retrieve my father's skull. I will carry it home with me. I will hold it in my arms as I rock myself to sleep. Mother has been gone since the last war. My brothers and sisters are also dead. So are my cousins. Father's skull is all that's left. Orignally published in Chrysanthemum, Summer 2000 Appears on-line at The Dakota House Journal, Fall 2001 copyrightEsther Altshul Helfgott |
is a Seattle writer & teacher. |
a journal on the writer's role in society edited by esther altshul helfgott Contributors are invited to address the question: What is the writer's responsibility to self & society? Send well-crafted submissions in poem, essay, memoir, diary or story to: |
