Jews are in pain and I don't know what to do about it.
Be brave in the face of the unknown. Step forward and receive our communication.
We've been exhibiting the tendency to run on empty, to pretend the tank is full despite complete depletion.
The passage of time is horrifying to face and acknowledge. But can it lead to something beautiful?
My crime? I’d rather be having my own ingathering than awaiting an engraved invitation to objectification.
Can seemingly small pleasures and appreciation of daily life foster great insight?
A story about adult bullying, a hilarious form of revenge, and a kind of epiphany.
I spend the whole week living like a pinball; bouncing and ricocheting through life. By the week’s end, the last thing I need is someone telling me how to relax.
No angel of G0d came, no replacement animal happened by the scene. Abraham slashed down at the neck of his blessed son, spilling his blood on the holy mountain.
Because once the gun goes off, no one backs off. No one quits.
