Chaya Lester tells it like it is from the other side of the mechitza. A skirt on the outskirts of another ritual act.
is there a loving home out there somewhere?or is it this very air I breathe?is there any quest at all,or...
Ask me about my favorite Shabbat experience and this might just be my answer.
A poem about the holiness of the imperfect perfection of the marks left on a woman as she brings the beauty that is life into the world.
This poem explores the wonders, dangers, and challenges of so many mental and emotional universes coexisting in our world.
Do you recall a time when our roots were not entwined? Neither can I.
She, who is fearless, who walks out of the wilderness feral-shouldered and unbroken.
