This poem is part of my chapbook Book of Failed Salvation, which is already out of the printer and will be available through Ben Yehuda Press very soon! I wrote it last year and it's amazing to think that I happened to be in La Cienega Park today, how things repeat, continue, and change at the same time. Hag Urim Sameach!
This week is parashat Bo, and I wrote a few thoughts about what redemption might mean -- for the Israelites in that night different from all other nights and in our (Jewish) American lives.
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