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Stephanie Wellen Levine

Essay

Magic, Please, Please, Please Return To My Life

By On March 26, 2017

Life used to seem magical. I'd succeed against the odds and even against the facts. Can I regain some of that power?… Read More

Poem

Is Life Bounteous Like The Medium Said?

By On March 12, 2017

So often, the world is far from bounteous, but, when I changed my behavior, I felt something beautiful.… Read More

Essay

The Fatties And Thinnies Game (Jews, Non-Jews, And Belonging Somewhere)

By On February 26, 2017

The game made us laugh, debate, and venture into un-PC territory. It also showed me that I did have a community.… Read More

Poem

A Kind Of Hopeful Poem For Kind Of Scary Times

By On February 12, 2017

Life has always been brutal and unfair, and we have always survived and even thrived. That won't change now.… Read More

Poem

Possible, Crazy, Mind-Bending Realities

By On January 29, 2017

Open your mind, and possibilities that once seemed inconceivable emerge. It's a wild, soul-bending adventure.… Read More

Essay

A Letter To Death: My Worst Enemy And Possible Friend

By On January 15, 2017

Death, you are my hugest fear, but also a sneaky beam of brilliant hope for transcendence.… Read More

Poem

It Is 2017. But What Is “It”?

By On January 1, 2017

We're always talking about "it." It is glorious outside. It is a shame. But what IS this "it"?… Read More

Poem

Enough! (Bad Choices, Time, And The True Self)

By On December 18, 2016

A poem that squeezes humor and even transcendence out of my obsessiveness, ineptitude, and rotten choices. I'm guessing many can relate in various ways.… Read More

Essay

Trump Is No Hitler (At Least I Hope Not)

By On December 4, 2016

I'm not hysterical about Trump, and I don't worry much about anti-Semitism. Though I'm no optimist, the panic surrounding me feels unduly intense. Let's hope I'm right.… Read More

Essay

No Jewish Community Suits Me, But I Have A Dream

By On November 6, 2016

Most Jewish communities, whether Orthodox, secular, or somewhere in between, silence something key to my mind or my soul. I dream of a place to call home.… Read More

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