[Update: Kingdom of Olives and Ash was published on May 30th, 2017]. As many of you know, over the past two and a half years, I’ve been involved in organizing a book project aimed at marking (and […]

[Update: Kingdom of Olives and Ash was published on May 30th, 2017]. As many of you know, over the past two and a half years, I’ve been involved in organizing a book project aimed at marking (and […]
A year ago this week, Baha Nababta was killed. I wrote the following post then: One of the best people I’ve met in a very, very long time, a social activist and community organizer from […]
My beloved, brilliant, hilarious and kind grandmother, Esther Steinberg Rothman, died last week. I am both really sad, and really grateful for all of the minutes and years I got to spend with her. A number […]
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Five years ago, I started this blog. I’ve checked in each year, on or around the anniversary – years one, two, three, four – to reflect, out loud, on what the past year has contained. This year […]
I. Rattlesnakes The trails were unfamiliar — I barely knew what continent I was on — and fear was gnawing at me as I ran through the craggy, tree-lined trails of Tilden Regional Park. By […]
Jinba, South Hebron Hills — “They came on Tuesday, and destroyed it. The Jews,” said the boy, Hamudi, holding a jagged block of concrete in each hand, and looking at me, “Curse their fathers.” […]
TEL AVIV — “WHAT are you,” he asked, “a leftist?” We were both wearing the surplus United States Marines uniforms given to prisoners at Israeli Military Jail No. 6. “It depends how you define ‘left,’ ” […]
Augsburg, Germany — I am indigenous-dispossessed here. I was born in West Jerusalem and raised mostly in Southwest Ohio, and now I live in Jerusalem again. This is my second time in Augsburg, and my […]
The first time I saw a house being demolished in the West Bank village of Al-Khalayleh, I wanted to pick up a stone and throw it at the bulldozer. The first time I went to […]