Musings from Students of the Pardes Institute of Jewish Studies in Jerusalem
Posted on March 31, 2012 by Shanee Michaelson
last night
twenty shekel flew out of my pocket
I reached inside. there were only scrabble pieces,
enough to spell out my name
shin-nun-yud
someone called out for me. I turned,
a strange girl wore my face
meow
another wandering Yerushalmi
