yahrzeit for my past self a broken glass wrapped tenderly in a napkin a soft black skirt a faded siddur first i say the mourners kadish to an empty room yisgadal viyiskadash shemey rabba my tallis wrapped around my living shoulders (they say that every single cell in your body is different than it was seven years before i Know this to be true) i inhale the spices, flirt with the flame and drown the many wicked candle in the red then i tear off my clothes and run into the sea
Rana Bickel (she/they) is a queer Jewish poet from Maryland residing in Chicago. She is a recent graduate of Barnard College where she was a member of the slam poetry team. Their work has appeared or is forthcoming in Bourgeon Magazine, Thimble Literary Magazine, and the Jewish Literary Journal. She loves books, community, and rainstorms.