Lola Revitz Mozes considers herself a revenant, having survived the Holocaust, cancer, and even the recent covid-19 pandemic. Lola writes about her experiences through poetry, finding solace in this form of remembrance and her fulfilled wish to share her story with whoever is willing to listen.
Here in the dreariest, the most God-forsaken place on this beautiful earth, the chatter is about cooking.
This is a short story, a very short story. Is it called an anecdote? Auschwitz, no date, because I don’t remember dates. But it must have happened in late summer or fall, potato harvesting season, I assume. The year? 1944? A miraculous day happened. They, the rulers of the universe—SS for short—let us stay in […]
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