Sunday 22/10/2023
From the staircase house and far into the distance, where God’s mercy precedes over the mercy of people, I feel let down...
From the staircase house and far into the distance, where God’s mercy precedes over the mercy of people, I feel let down...
It’s almost midnight, and the sounds of explosions haven't ceased for 14 days...
With heavy steps, I am taken to my former sanctuary, to the chambers of memories. The final arrival after every exhausting night spent outside the house, the place of family troubles and gatherings that make a person feel warmth...
Death is coming closer, signs of life are disappearing, my memory is almost full and I’m close to forgetting my friend’s faces...
My friend says that October is the month of falling in love...
Our persistence aggravates them to madness, to death even! They don't get it, how can a people love their country to death, literally? How can they give up their souls in an act of refusing injustice?...