Aug 23, 2017 · 1 min read
Thanks, Sherry. I’d love to read your take on this subject too.
Today I saw a story from a white Jewish woman who understands both sides of what her identity means, and examined and expressed it honestly and respectfully. That was a direct contrast to a response I read recently from someone (which prompted this poem) that expressed anger that ‘we’ were all talking too much about people of color and forgetting the marchers in Charlottesville were against Jews too. As if there isn’t enough pain to go around. I wish she had written about her own pain and added value to the conversation instead of jockeying for position as if that was her only purpose.
