The Layers Project Magazine

Insights Into The Lives of Jewish Women

Literary Writings

Kintsugi

May 9, 2018 | Hindy Bertram
Categories: Literary Writings

Come, sisters. Come, hearts weighed down And spirits lifted, Holding treasures in your arms. Come with your broken pieces And your shards made whole again. Weave ribbons of bright color through the air, The ribbons criss-crossing your arms A testament to triumph. Lift your voices high In song In wailing In demand for attention. Insist Continue Reading »

Room 107

March 29, 2018 | Shoshana Gertler
Categories: Literary Writings

When Yakira entered her grandmother’s nursing home, she bypassed the security guard’s front desk and the three women playing Pinochle in the lobby, flounced straight through the main social hall where a pianist was playing the Peanuts theme song, and entered the East Wing corridor. Room 107 was four doors down.   “Hey, Nana,” she Continue Reading »

Amazing Journey, Metamorphosis of a Hidden Child

March 12, 2018 | Felicia Graber
Categories: Literary Writings

Tarnów, Poland 1940 to 1942 My only connection to those two years are my father’s and mother’s stories. My mother did not have a happy life. Brought up in a strictly traditional Jewish household in Tarnów, Poland, she rebelled early against the obligatory Orthodox restrictions of her family. Her dream was to go to Palestine, Continue Reading »

Taking Inventory

January 17, 2018 | A poem by: Helen Zegerman Schwimmer
Categories: Literary Writings

Now that I’ve outgrown the hand-me-down furniture stage and I’ve survived the crayon-marks-on-the-wall stage and I’ve eliminated every potty seat, booster seat and car seat from my inventory and I’ve witnessed the last case of Perego and Umbroller stroller gridlock in my foyer and I’ve finally started living in my living room, it occurs to Continue Reading »

Taking the Plunge

January 14, 2018 | A short story by: Rebecca Klempner
Categories: Literary Writings

Collecting my still-wet hair in one hand, I tuck it all into my fuzzy magenta cap and grab my bag. I’m grateful that it’s wintertime; I’ll be home from the mikvah in time to read the next chapter of Dealing with Dragons to my kids. I walk through the ivory-painted hallway and head for the Continue Reading »