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Literary Writings

My Mother’s Kaddish

By Ilene Kupferman | December 31, 2018

.יִתְגַּדַּל וְיִתְקַדַּשׁ שְׁמֵהּ רַבָּא Waking in the dark beneath the heavy cloak of dawnֿ I wait for the soothing rhythm…


By Hindy Bertram | May 9, 2018

Come, sisters. Come, hearts weighed down And spirits lifted, Holding treasures in your arms. Come with your broken pieces And…

Amazing Journey, Metamorphosis of a Hidden Child

By Felicia Graber | March 12, 2018

Tarnów, Poland 1940 to 1942 My only connection to those two years are my father’s and mother’s stories. My mother…

Taking Inventory

By Helen Zegeman Schwimmer | January 17, 2018

Now that I’ve outgrown the hand-me-down furniture stage and I’ve survived the crayon-marks-on-the-wall stage and I’ve eliminated every potty seat,…

Taking the Plunge

By Rebecca Klempner | January 14, 2018

Collecting my still-wet hair in one hand, I tuck it all into my fuzzy magenta cap and grab my bag.…

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