19 april 2011 | פסח 5771
with aching heart i came
heavy with centuries of trauma
feet weighed down with tears i have yet to shed
over two men so brutally torn from this earth,
and many others i’ve never known.
walking quickly down college town streets
back up straight
judging hipsters, avoiding stares
taking it all in
i was saved
by creatures of the swamp
and a son of gaza.
household of many languages.
loving family colorful drawings everyone wears kippot
a classroom transformed
into a healing space
eating from your garden,
letting the salt water take my hair,
as if i was that poet i always longed to be.
the prairie where we rode
pathway illuminated by fireflies the tiny fairy lights
the queers of the forest
here the loving earth spoke to me
she said “let go” a firm whisper
& the tears flowed from my feet,
soaked up by the land,