"Ulcerative Colitis felt more like a patch to iron onto my Girl Scout sash than a deficiency."
“American Jews are being pushed out of liberal spaces, the mere practice of our religion somehow interpreted as an allegiance to the Israeli government.”
“Everly did not like the cold. She found it dispassionate and void of life. Everly hated even more that it froze over her handsome beaches and left chips in the waves that she adored so much.”
"I’m 15 and dancing with other Jewish LGBT+ teens...I feel free."
“Sally, he spoke softly in the kitchen, because the kids were watching television in the next room and he didn’t want them to see him struggle to stand.”
“Amidst the ashes, our ark remains!”
"She wears pigtails because if she doesn’t tie up her loose threads, she might explode."
“By 8th grade, I was so exhausted from concealing my identity that I publicly shared my sexual orientation on a grade chat. Consequently, that was the loneliest year of my life.”
Sonja Lippman explores labeling in this self portrait.
“Fay tries to keep watch of the mosquito but Jacob begins moving closer, blocking her peripheral vision.”
“Some words have reached a point where they become more than a combination of letters.”
"One last night of normalcy."