Sometimes it's just so good to go to the bathroom. Not the act itself, but the act of leaving behind the world and making yourself alone.
Simply being unapologetically Jewish is a political act.
My outsider status was hard-won. Earned with my own blood.
This is very hard to have to write. But I do feel like I have to. Even though it’s making me physically ill to do so. Even though you already know how the story ends.
There are times when your heart continuing to beat has to be enough.
What will you do with all of this outrageous beauty?
Loving a person who is depressed gives such power to the smallest words.
I've long bought into the idea of artists inspired by pain. But this myth is both dangerous and inaccurate. Honest, authentic creation must stem from a peaceful mind.
Rachel's assignment? To cover the topic, “Why don’t we talk about Gd enough?”
