Category: Lilith Online

What I Saw at the White House

For 259 days, these hostages have felt so horribly far away. Their distance at the root of our despair. And here I was, standing next to one of them! She was home! Alive! With her mother!

A Kaddish in Havana

I think of her not just as the source of my wallets and maracas, but as a hero of the revolution, someone who stayed when so many of her peers left.

Elegy for a Mentor

I took the job, marveling that my mentor could pay someone to research his whims, too obtuse to appreciate that he was buying me writing time on his own dime.

Wabi-Sabi

Miriam sets her alarm at 8.30 a.m. every morning even though she is dying.