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Two white flowers stand alone against blurry background.

Dormant

Avah Montgomery -
But now, I stand here, no longer the girl I once was.
A shiny-haired girl looks out a window with her hand pressed on it.

Beneath the Floorboards

Tatum Zola -
The sound of iron footsteps reverberated from the floorboards
A slightly blurry scene of a well-lit, beige walled, underground station.

Monsters Who Live Up the Street

Shayna Gainsburg -
Today’s youth grow up in a glowSo bright we sometimes feel drawn to the buzz of computers and phonesIn the age of tomorrow yesterday becomesBut...
A bright rainbow over a building and tree

Colors of the Flag

Aerin Levine -
like oil and vinegar our colors divided / the pain of our peoples leaving us blindsided
Two young girls ride a green four-wheeler over a boardwalk

Where I’m From

Abby Kaye -
After "Where I’m From” by George Ella Lyon I am from markers and scissors, used on walls and children’s hair I am from the step into the living...
A cluster of white flowers and green leaves.

A Remembrance

Eliza Oppenheimer -
She cried over old photos / And prayed to turn back time
A close-up shot of a lit three-wick candle

I Pray With a Tired Soul

Emmie Wolf-Dubin -
I sit and watch my people’s flame
A young woman looks at herself in a scratched mirror, her chin angled up and her expression bored or perhaps sorrowful. The photo is in black and white.

a(kin)

Noa Doupe -
I catch you everywhere, surrounding me / a golden hair, a freckled knee / in every silvery surface
A blurred hand holds three small Israeli flags against a blue sky.

Yom Ha’Zikaron

Lilly Miller -
All you can say is thank you / As they take God’s hand
A fire burns in a bronze vessel against a black background.

All the Six-Pointed Stars

Nadia Kimball -
This poem is for
A bowl of chocolate-coated matzah toffee

A Guide to Matzo

Mallory Hersh -
"Most people find me plain and dry Packaged in a simple box, living a simple life, Mistaken for a simple cracker"
A lemon tree viewed from beneath. A large, ripe lemon looms in the foreground, drooping from a thatch of leafy branches.

The Gatherer

anonymous -
I have not come to convince you to stay.
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