Passover

taste the bottoms of my feet

cocoa and salt 

from the kitchen floor

looking for the sedar plate, the candles, the table cloth

a friend had said - come here, it will be great

thursday, she said she had other plans

looking for 

everything in the boxes  

I unpack and the kitchen gets messier and the dishes pile up from the 

making of the haroset, the matzoh ball soup, cornish game hens 

from the 

boxes unpacked, and pantry items with 

no where to go because 

storage isn’t as 

easy in this house

spilled cocoa on the floor

a ziplock bag stuffed with various kinds of seaweed

a mason jar filled with small marshmallows

coconut flakes

a bamboo steamer

a broken burner from the other house i still need to fix

today we’ll go to the Container Store

we’ll make the cinnamon almond cookies 

today tidy boxes to hold our tumbles of things

our beautiful new house

but still things need to be set right

things must be managed and cared for

we ate dinner at 11pm?!

my feet and legs and back were hurting

had been standing unpacking cooking washing dishes since 745am

but we sat together and 

looked 

at 

each other

her beautiful face aglow in the candlelight

smiling laughing so happy and together

she snap chatted the entire table to her friends -

a video of the items on the sedar plate and menu

broadcasting her Jewishness

we read Nathan Englander’s New American Haggadah took in the deep beauty

hold us Goddess as we enter this new house, new 

land as we wander, freed from the oppressor, the plagues named so many things

named rick,  lies,  betrayal  

wounds patterns blindness illness 

Deaths  

Ann  

Daddy  

middle aged and wandering in the dessert

settling for a while

sinking in?  roots grow only to be 

ripped out 

or will i grow from a new kind of tree where my roots are 

forever within me and in the 

deep and unending land

where 

ever i go G-d will be 

here and 

now I will be there for myself connected and 

walking in beauty under the 

blue 

turbulent sky

the taste of warm matzoh ball soup on my 

tongue this morning 

my aching 

feet taste like chocolate

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[JMaster1]

Seder Pesah is always a mess , you work too hard :)

I hope you finally enjoyed your Passover eve. try to rest :)