It’s lockdown in northTel Aviv. A pleasant neighborhood. A pleasant apartment. One imprisoned woman. Rona. Her distress intensifies and forces her to go out. Even she is allowed to throw out the trash.
She runs to save her soul and attempts to cross a bridge, but is stopped at the barrier.
She is ordered back to her permitted space, but rebels.
The neighborhood women’s mikveh is open despite the lockdown. She hesitates, then enters.
For the first time in her life, she finds herself standing naked, facing a mikveh attendant. Her body is wounded; she needs someone to notice her pain. Will the attendant respond to her plea?
Unable to escape the truth of her life, she faces the eyes of the attendant whose call of “Ko-sher” is the final blow.
She leaves the water, leaves her former life, and only the still waters remain.