These Three Weeks

The fires crackle again…it’s that time of year… The fields rustle…and gently sway…as the flames leap closer… Towards dried stalks of wheat and barley…an offering… Burning…burning…burning… Where are you? Shouts the snaking river of heat… Searching…for something more…something real…to consume… And the walls…surrounding her…hiding the pain…in the name of salvation…almost ready to fall… They will … Continue reading These Three Weeks

When Terrorists Die

On December 1, 2001, my husband stood on an unfamiliar street in the heart of an unfamiliar country.  He had just turned eighteen and his life was shit.  He just wanted a little something to numb the pain. This was the place to be, he was told.  Here was the action.  By day, a bustling … Continue reading When Terrorists Die

When Conflict Strikes Its Weary Head

So this guy walks up to another guy at a bus stop. Guy at the bus stop is on his way to a rehearsal for some sort of theater group…he’s creative and fun that way. And this guy likes to let loose because he lives in the heart of a conflict and it’s good to … Continue reading When Conflict Strikes Its Weary Head

The Siren

It’s haunting …the way it rises up ...and soars over my head …over my land …piercing my heart …year after year after year …ending with an echo …ringing through my mind …all day long …and into the night …where I find myself …at a loss for words.

Never Can Say Goodbye

Why is it that every single time I have to leave you, even just for a short while, I feel an ache that paralyzes me and turns my heart cold? Why is it that I cannot bear to be away from you? What power do you possess that can chain me down and make me … Continue reading Never Can Say Goodbye