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God passed away empty handed
But with regret
And like a sly boy
Broke with his shoe
the last dry loaf of bread.
I broke into tears before the great abbey door because the lament of the elements had overwhelmed my heart.
Sun spills silver stars of light along rippling summer waves. A string of pelicans wing the horizon, light in flight for all their heft. Children squeal and squirm inside … Continue reading →
Before I was killed by a matter of minutes I was combing the hair of my daughter And braiding her plaits With a pair of tweezers in the shape of … Continue reading →
. “Missiles fell from the sky like rain.” The Syrian civil war destroyed this teenager’s family — now he’s in Winnipeg, Canada, starting over. Created by Luisa Conlon for The New … Continue reading →
A friend of mine recently returned from working at a Syrian refugee camp in Greece. He can barely speak of his experience. All he can say is he feels he … Continue reading →
On the surface it seems inconsistent that the same country, Germany, that submitted Greece to such harsh punishment is opening its arms so generously to Syrian refugees, agreeing to take … Continue reading →
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