sukkot

and there is room at our table, oh so much room we are simply

bursting with food, we are overflowing,

uniformity is not a problem in our sukkah. we can

name all the fruits, the breads, in different languages, colors,

dishes that are like nothing you've ever seen before. we are beautiful

and it is beautiful, the amount i mean, the muchness, this fracture of

normal or what we consider it to be. we want to be

considerate, write labels on our food, to taste and split open in a grin,

electric lights blinking on and off like an overabundance of stars.

 

hi!! thank you so much for reading!! you may have noticed that i've been posting a lot of these Jewish-themed poetry. well, i want to document the Jewish holidays this year - all of them - in my life, as best i can, and really represent the joy, sorrow, and beauty in them. this was probably an unnecessary disclaimer, but i thought maybe a few of you would like to know :p if you have any ideas for these poems, please message me!! have a great rest of your day <3

OverTheRainbow

VT

12 years old

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