no more challah, no more herring! Enough with the Jewish grandmothers blessing shabbes candles, and no more poetic trips to Auschwitz, please, no more awe-filled, sad looks at numbers on arms. No more poems about Miriam. Please release all the Jewish grandmothers trapped inside the nostalgic Jewish poems and send them on their way so they can take up marathon running, or go to the races, or move to Croatia, or Texas, or ride around in taxis in foreign cities and you don't know them.from Zeek: No More Challah: A Zeek Poetry Manifesto
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