Some thoughts from my day so far, first the news, then minyan, now:
May-or may not be
that the race is about race.
My heart is racing.
Today’s hurricane
shares its name with a guy who
hurt me yesterday
“Malicious sinners”
feels like a harsh translation
for the word zeidim
As I say the words
“reikam al teshuveinu’
I pause on empty
