Topic Tags: Holocaust

“Charlotte’s story is not a tragedy / Neither is mine…”

“To speak their names, to light a flame…”

“Later, alone, she taught herself the art / of painting flower portraits. I learned that part…”

“1935, the girls are packing / for America. / Their parents will not wait for things to get worse.”

In this beautiful poem, the author explores her loss of innocence and search for understanding.

“I’m teaching to prepare you. / But for what exactly? / To hide, to fight, to run away or die?”

“Every song / a protest, ready to transform.”

“Maybe you don’t know about my / passion for justice and integrity.”

A full ritual meal for LGBTQIA+ pride.

“coming to America, we were still alone”