This is a love letter to Jews of the diaspora. An acknowledgment of those who have fought, died, and continue to exist. For the voices, cries, screams, and silences ignored. 

Each poem is packed full of emotions and honors Jews from the past, present, and future.  I appreciated how this touched on various parts of the diaspora - Indonesia, Lebanon, Keifeng, Iran, and Russia. It touches on seldom discussed topics like forced baptisms, Avera Mengistu, and antisemitism from the left and right. 

My favorite poem says 
"How can I cut that part off me? Attached are the veins of my people, the bones of the dead... the heart in Torah, Aggadah, Midrash, Talmud...... I will not be in the dark to deny that spark with me. To declare that part of me dead, I would rather be your enemy"