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On a day transparent with light
like a landscape by Monet,
my childhood broke away
from a small Jewish town
and glided on ice
blue in the distance—
while a small cloud hovered in me
like a cloud of a…
Segalove mines her own life for personal narratives as a source for her feminist, conceptual, video, and performance art. Jewish Boys, a photograph of text, tells an anecdote about her first day in a…
It is April 1959, I’m standing at the railing of the Batory’s upper deck, and I feel that my life is ending. I’m looking out at the crowd that has gathered on the shore to see the ship’s departure…