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Camp Stone Tetherball

Camp Stone Tetherball
By July 1, 2006

Boys, Boys Boys with bruises On their wrists Air Jordans and tzitzis Their crocheted yarmulkes And their way of seeing things: Taking a girls’ game And claiming it for men They define centrifugal force The way they hit the ball … Read More

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Shiatsu

Shiatsu
By July 1, 2006

1. I would never submit to shiatsu massages for three reasons: I don’t like having strangers touch me; I begrudge the expense; and I don’t believe in “alternative” therapies. Nevertheless, for more than a year I have been going regularly … Read More

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My Journey to Flexidoxy – or, At Home on the Slippery Slope

My Journey to Flexidoxy – or, At Home on the Slippery Slope
By July 1, 2006

1. Weaving When I was in my twenties, I wrote a book on the philosophy of halacha, as I had come to understand it over a half-decade of being a baal tshuva, one who takes on religious observance later in … Read More

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Pogrom Pop: T Cooper’s Lipshitzes

Pogrom Pop: T Cooper’s Lipshitzes
By July 1, 2006

Reviewed: Lipshitz Six, or Two Angry Blondes by T Cooper Dutton, 2006 My college boyfriend’s grandmother was from Poland. Mushkie came to Chicago as a teenager, getting out in time, well before the Holocaust. All four of my grandparents were … Read More

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Power Play X

Power Play X
By July 1, 2006

The daily theater that transpires around me is so wrought with tragedy, irony, love and passion, that creating art about my own present circumstances and current events is enough material to last an entire lifetime. These mixed media wall reliefs … Read More

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Israeli-American

Israeli-American
By July 1, 2006

I sat with my uncle outside Boudin Bakery on Ofarrell drinking cappuccino and sharing a scone. It was a glorious Saturday afternoon in downtown San Francisco; warm but not humid, sunny but not glaring. The sky was the idyllic blue … Read More

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Summer

Summer
By July 1, 2006

Dry thorns like a camp of crusaders limbs slashed only the points of blades the jutting of helmets– in the rooms blinds are drawn women tear their flesh off tan bodies– jasmine scents, wild-leaved tendrils and the exhalation of the … Read More

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Camp Stone Tetherball

Camp Stone Tetherball
By July 1, 2006

Boys, Boys Boys with bruises On their wrists Air Jordans and tzitzis Their crocheted yarmulkes And their way of seeing things: Taking a girls’ game And claiming it for men They define centrifugal force The way they hit the ball … Read More

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