Ceasefire

In between war and peace, there is a space where words like ceasefire float around as though they mean something more than pause. For me, a ceasefire is like a Stage IV cancer diagnosis. You know it’s something you’re going to have to deal with. You just don’t know how long you have to brace … Continue reading Ceasefire

Our Dying World

The world is bleeding. She is heaving her last breath...convulsing in pain...as she tries to heal wounds she doesn't know how to lick. She has been beheaded...stabbed...shot... She had been blown to bits...burned alive...ravaged... She has been raped...sold...defiled... She has been trampled on...spit on...stoned... She has been through every imaginable torture...and even more unimaginable deceits... … Continue reading Our Dying World

Don’t.

Don't... Don't tell me to stay safe… not to read the news…not to check each siren…not to think about it…not to worry... Don't tell me not to be afraid. Don't. Because it is my prerogative to be afraid. Because it is my country under attack. Because it is my children I am scooping up into … Continue reading Don’t.

This Is ISRAEL

I am listening to the radio.  A woman is on.  She is talking about life.  About gratitude.  About unity. She is saying how we are all family.  She is reiterating the need to act as one nation.  To help one another.  To reach out to one another.  To connect with kindness. She is interrupted. AZ'AKA (alarm) … Continue reading This Is ISRAEL

STOP…In The Name Of God

With each report…of sirens…rockets…terror… My heart constricts…shrinks…and trembles… And I try…to be strong…to be fierce…to believe… That this land…our land…my land… Is protected…by a power…an Almighty… Who is determined…to let us…prevail… And as these thoughts…float through my head… They meet another train…of wandering words… That say…that it sounds…eerily similar…to the rhetoric…they use. And I am … Continue reading STOP…In The Name Of God