Type: Poem

“I want to tell you that I never knew they hated us this much, still! Today is the 250th anniversary of America / I want to know when you knew it was time to leave Russia…”

“My kippah went on my head almost by its own volition. / It only comes off when I sleep. / It goes back on when I dress.”

“Some other night, we will call for courage. This night: The boat safely moored / at the shadowed dock. Sweet dreams.”

“Multiple voices once spoke of who we are…”

“May we deliver ourselves into the treasured Holy Era of supreme acceptance –”

“When I sit outside / And talk to God / Perhaps God is the conversation…”

“A boy’s innocence thins as the voice thickens—”

“This deepest darkness is saturated with life…”

“God please guide this great and loving family / To see them / Through this night.”

“I did not speak out because my voice was trembling too much…”