Gufim: overheard in the dressing room

By Rebecca Raush March 28, 2024

“Survival is shattering the mirror / trusting the tree to support you.”

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Home Will Not Wait For Us

By Aliyah Blattner December 19, 2023

“I once wept outside / a Domino’s in Jerusalem while the buses didn’t run, / parted ways with the child who grew up believing / that somewhere home was waiting for her.”

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Poem in which I am not the sister that kills herself 

By Rebecca Raush November 22, 2023

When she calls us to tell us she’s in the hospital / She being my sister / Or She being my homeland / We drive to the hospital / It’s Shabbat / We drive to the hospital 

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illustration of a volcanic mountain, blue with yellow fiery splotches, and a small person atop the mountain, holding a sword with white sparks flying from it into a purple sky.

An Environmentalist Attempts a Prayer

By Lauren Elise Fisher September 29, 2023

“Let us dance, feel, celebrate the rarity of this fleeting life before we return to stardust in the cosmos / Let us usher our descendants in for a good time.”

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Crests

By Simone Klein June 30, 2023

Rachel, Tamar, and I are feygele girlboys boygirling In birdy glory and flirt we enter my 3 stached tallitot katanot Smocking to the mess of chants through our unruly and threaded, draping lungs in the freaky heap of each other’s gravity, we are mundanely adorned, matching into men part follow part plea and to freedom….

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An image of two women against a backdrop of three arches, with orange trees behind them. Once of them is wearing a dark purple dress and gold jewelry, with olive skin. The other is wearing a white long sleeve shirt with short brown curly hair. They are sitting with legs intertwined, touching each other's leg and face.

mi kerida / My Beloved

By Astera Marcos June 27, 2023

“My beloved’s hair is the color of coffee /
And she drinks from the finest waters in Sefarad.”

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A pen held above a notebook with an orange glowing background.

A Trenta Sei for Allen Ginsberg

By Ollie Shane June 5, 2023

“He died with chants surrounding him like wind.”

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A sketchbook laid out on a green background with two images of a transmasculine individual, one looking to the right and colored with blue and orange, the other facing away, toward a circle of light that emanates in blue and orange around the paper.

Born Again in the Bathroom Mirror: a Transmasculine Euphoric Poem

By Levi Metzger June 2, 2023

“I didn’t know what G-d looked like until I met Him this afternoon in the bathroom mirror.”

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Image of a green and brown bird and a floral branch with purple and white blossoms.

Aseini K’Ilan: Make Me Like A Tree

By Max Halperin May 11, 2023

“The fact that every natural wonder, from the sight of a rainbow to the smell of a spice, is given a brachah – the fact we are commanded to notice the world for what it is and what it offers – is such an awesome thing.”

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Tattoos / Freedom

By Riley T March 24, 2023

“It felt so right, I could almost understand why God said no; no human should be allowed to experience the amount of joy and love from such a simple interaction.”

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Love Letter To Antisemites

By Kate Greenberg May 3, 2022

“because I feel most like myself when I start stroking my nose / & projecting my insecurities / onto some tiny piece of land”

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Jewish Futurisms: Predictions For The Next Half Century

By New Voices Fellows March 9, 2022

Inspired by Rabbi Joshua Bolton’s poem “Jewish Futurisms,” New Voices Fellows composed their own set of poetical predictions for the next 56 Jewish calendar years.

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Consolations For the Self-Hating Jew

By Rena Yehuda Newman July 18, 2021

“Little Jew, you have no / power but the blame / takes the edge off.” A poem for T’sha b’av.

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Judea Thought: Lag B’Omer 5781

By Alyssa Coffey April 30, 2021

Something behind a // Maybe-belief

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Psalm 114 – An Interpretive Translation

By Lavi Teitelbaum September 29, 2020

“The mountains, on the other hand, they weren’t afraid. They got up and did a little dance, like muscular rams hopping from rock to rock.”

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