Uplifting Letters
Life teaches us her most brutal lessons in subtleties first; and then in earthquakes, if we continually avoid the pain. I grew up observing what self-sacrifice does to people, over generations, and it broke my heart. So on a rainy Beirut afternoon sometime in 1999, I lay in my little bed and wrote in my […]
Is it really not Europe? Because when I got on this bicycle I thought I was going to Rembrandt square, how the hell did I end up in Verdun? Oh hi, I’m sorry, does my face look poor? Oh or maybe because I’m using my legs to walk and not driving a fancy car? No? […]
It is hard for me to fall asleep tonight, and I think it’s hard for you too. Because what about my future? And what about yours too? What if we stay? But what if we go? If we end up leaving our marks, where will they show? This generation, my generation, we know something nobody […]
Perhaps it is unethical of me to require magic when I do not possess it myself. It is surreal to believe in a fantasy of continuous return, when you are barely present right now. It is a flaunted reality they all believe in and I am absent. I am absent in mind, body and soul; […]
Uplifting Letters