Can I maintain my soft stillness in the midst of a loud cacophony of other voices?
This poem explores the wonders, dangers, and challenges of so many mental and emotional universes coexisting in our world.
I had just gotten back to the states from Yeshiva in Israel, and didn’t know what to do with myself.
Is there a security in believing we fully know the ones we love?
The power of silence, the limits of words... in essay form.
I've imagined and caught slivers of miracles. But I want a full-blown miracle.
Open your arms wide and greet every struggle that has ever touched you.
But every time I whipped the external hard drive out, or put some files in my Google Drive, I asked myself- did I make something worth saving?
I miss the Land. The air. The views. The people. So yes, the trip was special. But there's more.
