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Steps to Follow in the Event of an Emergency
Jane Medved –
When the wind sounds like a siren, find a stairwell
Within a city, in the event,...
One Schnitzel Away
By Ronit Eitan
The freezer door opens, and the cool air hits me in the face, giving a momentary reprieve...
Ep. 1: “From a Face to a Story” with Dr. Yaakov Mascetti
Dr. Yaakov Mascetti, Chair of the Comparative Literature Department at Bar-Ilan University, reflects...
Her Name was Esther
This will be an odd way to begin something humorous, but bear with me. My brother’s mother in law passed...
Jerusalem Caesarean
Geula Geurts –
for Rachel Goldberg-Polin –
In this city there are women
who’ve...
In Rembrandt's Workshop
By Prof. William Kolbrener
I have been sheltering – with Rembrandt.
My self-portrait came with...
No Shelter
Noa Offek –
I don’t believe in statistics.
Let me rephrase — I have too much respect for potential...
Helter Shelter
Mendel Horowitz is a practicing psychotherapist in Jerusalem
My grandparents had their silence,
Noah...
Life Sentence
Roy Atadgy is a novelist, living in Westchester, Pennsylvania
I’m known to hide in sentences. Living...
Shelter in Place
Batnadiv HaKarmi is a Jerusalem based painter and writer
May the Place console you
amongst the other...
Pikachu Jew
Erica Landis is a NYC-based writer –
I once dressed up as a giant yellow Pikachu. I was newly...
Gimme Shelter
By Maya Sela – Host of ‘מה שכרוך’ (Ma She’karuch) on KAN Radio
(Original Hebrew text...
War Memorabilia
Written at our April 17th Workshop
Ever since Day 100, my friend Rachel Goldberg-Polin has asked us all...
October 7 Made Me a Driver
Lahav Harkov –
I got my driver’s license at age 35. I put it off and delayed and deferred...
Towers Of Tuna
Gila Green –
“You don’t have to buy anymore tuna,” my 19 year old daughter said....
Would You Step on my Dance Floor with a Machine Gun?
Emilie Vallieres –
The late afternoon light is the one I prefer
It makes the life around so much brighter
The...
Will I Be the One Who Pays?
Boaz Zaidler –
It is not easy for me to write about October 7th without mixing in politics. And though...
The Stench of Death
Dr Mehak Burza –
I was in Phuket, Thailand on October 7 getting ready for a day-long boat ride while...
‘That’ Day
Professor William Kolbrener –
That day my life changed. I stopped writing scholarly articles; I put...
My People, My Son
Erica Landis –
The smell of chlorine.
On my clothes, on the red terry cloth towel.
I can’t stand the...
‘I Wonder What Her Name Is’
Naomi Ruth Henoch –
It’s a leap year. It’s a leap day. It’s one extra day for the hostages to remain...
Oct. 7th has been good for me
Oct. 7th has been good for me.
I was cynical; now I am sober.
I was depressed, now I am very sad.
I was...
Finding God at the Rijksmuseum
Finding God at the Rijksmuseum – William Kolbrener
I spent 15 years studying in yeshiva, but did...
Milk and Honey
i taste blood on my lips when i kiss you my hands, sticky crimson
grasp at your lapels
pleading for attention,
for...
My shoes could be there
Over the past week, several people have asked me about my shoes. I kept my old army boots, and I wear...
Solomon Sousa
Jerusalem Shuk Artist
The Day the University Died
William Kolbrener
The only hope for the Humanities, and the Liberal Arts, and the American University,...
Poetry Against Poets
Naomi Ruth Henoch, written in a WW Workshop the week after October 7
Suspended High Above
My balance hangs between outstretched arms and pointed toes.
My taught muscles work by rote. I am suspended...
My Mother's Stuffing
What do you eat when you’re insides are churning with confusion and disbelief? Wanting to shove...
The Cost of Freedom
I came home that night after midnight, and the thrill of my first genuine escapade into the night since...
The Balm For Soul
The act of cooking, forever estranged.
With war’s cruel hand, traditions do fade,
And meals once...
