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Ascent

Ascent

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I remember a conversation about what it means to return Home. I thought it made sense, Aliya. To become an Oleh, To quite literally…

Blue Springs

Blue Springs

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As the fingers move and the heart quivers, Attached, Attached, To her ever being. The sounds of a great symphony, An allure of victory….

Fear

Fear

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“Stay back!” we cry, Brandishing our weapons point first Whilst darkness flashes behind our eyes “Stay down!” we thunder, Stamping on the necks of…

Purim Shpiel

Purim Shpiel

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Our fathers now lived as a third generation In Babylon’s lands as a subpopulation But fifty-plus years since our forced emigration Just how does…