Whenever the time comes that you’re finally swimming in that magnificent sublimely awe-full sea, it will be norah and awfully awesome indeed.
We’ll be delivered / It will appear out of nowhere / Like the yona
Sometimes a person just needs to keep moving down the road, doggedly moving even when there’s no hope in sight.
A heart of ice / needs to be rubbed back to life.
We keep hearing about the opioid addiction crisis. People are dying. What to do?
I come to the hill overlooking that place, and bite my lips
What do we really know of our fellow Jew, behind the masks we all wear?