No D (published in Exclamat!on: an Interdisciplinary Journal by the University of Exeter)

(Link to magazine: https://tinyurl.com/y6w7pjpy)

I love to write.

I am a writer.

I am a writer without 
a language.

I dream in English, count

in Hebrew; when I feel

lonely I listen 
to my breath.

My writing: dreams unlived,

letters unsent; brush strokes

broad and thin, in colours

bright and dull.

Art?

3D

2D

1D

No D

My home is here.

My home is nowhere.

I can hold it firmly in my hand, yet 

it is nothing but air.

No, not air: no one can 
breathe my home.

* Inspired by Danielewski, Mark, House of Leaves (London: Transworld Publishers, 2000)