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calm in the midst of the storm
i mean it's not calm but the first five minutes
of chorus when everyone is cascading in
through the too-small doorway are my favorite & we,
always the first to sit down,
cluster & converse about
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There was an ice raid in the area
and it was the tensest last period class I've ever been in. Well, for me, at least,
and maybe only for me - when the announcement came on to secure
the school, no going outside, continue as normal,
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musings of an unrefined philosopher
I am a poet. I take the words and I turn them on their heads until the juice runs out. It is red and sweet, like strawberries. I sit cross-legged on lilypads, watching meaning watercolor itself onto the pond. I rust like clockwork in the rain.
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purim
It is a joyous day
amidst a burdened world.
We cluster around stand mixers like crows
to telephone wire, make holy messes
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Loves
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anhedonia
they speak of love as if it is a language written into the marrow of existence
a sacred inevitability stitched into breath and bone
you will feel it one day they promise -
four different therapists
she sits across from me.
i sink into the middle cushion.
every session seems the same.
rings on her fingers.
a vibrant colored shirt.
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endless spring
I opened the door to put up the Easter gel clings,
and was greeted by my childhood.
Children were playing outside, running
across the lawns on the bright
spring evening.
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Foreigner
I'm Kashmiri.
I understand the language but don't speak it
Which sometimes makes me feel like a fraud. -
Kaddish
I never paid attention when I went to Jewish school, and I never once sat through services
And yet I know the sound, like a heartbeat in grey
