Looking at Zionism, war films, Isolationism, and a Jewish army.
Espousing love and light is not enough. My feelings as we mourn, and my call-to-action.
On this night, Pesach became mine.
I stomped around my apartment for quite awhile recently, saying the bad “f” swear word out loud
On being an orthodox Jew who believes queer people deserve complete equality. Right now.
"She knows /She has nothing to lose, /she cannot Be diminished. She is Netzach -
the victory not predicated on competition or power over another
But an inner loving-power."
I open the hallway closet and choose my weapon. I go for the broom and dustpan. I drag the broom...
A Hasid, a real one, in penguin clothes. Clutching his phone to his heart like a siddur.
Dreaming for a world turned upside down.
