It was the summer the Israelis withdrew, leaving
a landmined no-man’s-land of phosphorus orange groves,
blighted with white like the kingdom of the Snow Queen.
“If you want to change the world, make your life about others. And everything will come back to you.” — Dr. Rouba Mhaissen
We are halfway between Bedford and Pottersville:
the kindness of community, the chill greed of despair.
The officer stopped at my seat and thrust his face toward mine. “Are you an American?”
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