If I am from any place, maybe it’s Poland.
If I am from any place, probably it’s Philly.
If it’s Poland, we were never Polish, and we were never safe.
If it’s Philly, I’m living in neighborhoods that once were a refuge to my grandparents,
When I have been in moments of grief and someone tells me, “You will learn so much from this,” I want to scream.
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It was a week filled with water—starting with a conversion to Judaism by immersion in the mikveh, the womb of the universe that moves us from one state of being to the other.
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I believe dining tables are holy spaces. The blessed congregated around them seated like the angles in Heaven would, were they to have knee and hip joints to sit down.
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My body is an Ark. I am holding in the Divine, and I am keeping out the Chaos.
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