love on the edge of stones and bitterness

Love is not the possession of commandments stone Or a lover's banner dangling pleasingly upon the skin But, the moment after the last song is sung and all the wine has all been drunk. When only woundedness And the revelation of a prolonged aching keep us company. Love lives here. Unmasking and detaching And for … Continue reading love on the edge of stones and bitterness

To Ascend Does Not Mean to Not Speak: Blessing for an Intersectional Hanukkah

To ascend does not mean to not speak Of the dead and the dying And the insidiousness of silence that stamps out women in the realm of the living. And to ascend does not mean to pour oil over the living dead Of anointing our joy over our starvation And the draping of miracles over … Continue reading To Ascend Does Not Mean to Not Speak: Blessing for an Intersectional Hanukkah