Zaxo, from memory

Zaxo, from memory Jerusalem of Kurdistan A captive remnant An island unto an island Shaded by towering, uninhibited minarets. Torah flowed like the Khabur A thirst never fully quenched Quieted by constant water...

Why I came to Kurdistan

Why I came to Kurdistan I came to Kurdistan to meet those who survived persecutions while the world was silent Not expats who have only learned “choni, bashi, supas” after one year I came to Kurdistan to lear...