Type: Poem

“Once upon the time / last weekend, something changed the composition of my body, / my memories, / and the way that I breathe.”

“I find peace in the world /not in running away from it.”

“Two weeks / have passed / since rockets / split the skies, / and invaders / split our hearts.”

“I pray for a swift end to this unwanted war.”

“We are all mourners now / Needing, wanting, giving comfort / For ourselves…” For each other.”

“We are in mourning; / our people are in mourning; / collectively we are sitting shiva.”

“we must turn from death and war / and learn again the message of hope and love and peace.”

“She fights for her life, while I panic in my room, / thousands of miles away, in plain clothes…”

“I am afraid to wear a kippah, to put on my Star of David, / or to even look or seem a little Jewish…”