
Sunset at Porto Covo, west coast of Portugal
While the men daven,
God says He’s tired of not being the hero in my feminist texts.
I say,
“God, me too.”
I stop going to synagogue because
I learn Bornstein was right and I want her to keep being wrong, so;
while the men daven,
I burn, modest on my own.
Shonna Levin is a poet living in Brooklyn with her favorite books.