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In my head
In my head, I could imagine There is no pandemic, Occupation or its bombing Just a typical ordinary day I am on my way back home Putting my music on People …
I paint today
I paint today. In my imagination, I sit at the beach, drawing. Warmer sun, Yellower sand, Brighter blue sky And unfinished endless sea. I paint a young girl …
The smell of fresh hope
In Switzerland, At the stage, My friend, Helen asked What does Gaza smell like? A flash back starts I am walking near a falafel shop The smell invades my nose …