Passover This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

March 12, 2010
Potent daisies overpowering the air,
Water in the vase thick and green.
I think they've started dropping,
But no one's noticed yet.
Oven beeps. Father yells to Mother.
The house is choked with noise, the shouts and calls
Of my loud, forward family.
The leafy salad is being passed, fingers smudging the glass.
By the time it gets to me, I scrape dregs from the bottom.
But I really don't mind.
I hear a joke, and though I'm far away, I laugh.
Before me, my cousins are arguing about the Passover reading,
On who can say “dung hill” or “upon the asses.”
The smell of brisket is overpowering the flowers, pushing through
And I can almost taste the secret recipe
Filtered with soda and the crackle of fizz.
My cousins are yelling,
My aunt is laughing in her oddly brass manner,
But with the slightest pull of lip, I smile
And carry the plates into the kitchen.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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packerbacker12This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jan. 29, 2013 at 2:03 pm
brisket really? not leg of lamb :) i celebrate pesach as well but im not a Jew i'm what you call a goy because i follow the Torah but believe that Yahshua is the messiah its to bad yall don't. Shalom
dennis8856 said...
May 2, 2011 at 6:41 am
Laiya94 said...
Apr. 27, 2011 at 6:41 pm
haha, this is so true! my family also celebrates passover/pesach, and this is exactly what happens. btw, this is totally sketchy, but you live pretty close to me
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