A Letter to the White Protestors
I was born in the United States. And before that, my parents in Azerbaijan. And my great great great great great grandparents before them…
I was born in the United States. And before that, my parents in Azerbaijan. And my great great great great great grandparents before them…
Another massacre fills the streets of our holy land red staining cobblestone, broken bodies riddled with bullets, riddle me this – if they see…
I am a woman born to an ancient tribe. Mothers and grandmothers before me bore Jewish generations successful in abundant survival a force to…
My heart is broken it feels beyond repair I feel trapped in this endless cycle my people have been thrown into a brutal circle…
What is our people if not a force? If not an ancient civilization of creation, of faith, of morality if not a people of…
My people have looked Death in her eyes over and over and over and over again. Death came in the form of slavery under…
It is 2022 and my parents are asking me not to wear my Star of David necklace in public anymore they say it is…
I have the blood of warriors pulsing through my veins from Yehudit to Queen Esther to the Maccabim Bar Kokhba fighters Ghetto uprisings the…