“Maybe it was a niggun / That taught God how to speak”
Poem honoring the memory of Yitzchak Rabin, z”l
“Shekhinah – Divine Presence, may You comfort us”
“These I remember and my heart breaks open with tears”
“It is Morning somewhere”
“Death is my teacher”
“Your struggle is your strength”
“We understand that Black lives are sacred”
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