Photo Courtesy of Cynthia Ghoussoub Today, earlier, I strolled through a strike, erupting into smoke, shouting banderoles and songs and messages to organized governance persevering to destroy, and parading in a closed circle tightly knits trumpets and brass, before they trudged past one by one, red flag after purple flag after rainbow flag after military […]

A City Draped in White

Saints are quiet in their mountaintops, Trees are hardened ash, Buildings have lost their colors, Shrapnel rests in the garden, Flags remain hoisted high, on steel poles made of bullets that struck down martyrs. Droplets of debris, Falling out of the hands of charity, Have silenced the streets. Friends have lost papers Friends are looking […]