I see no leaping, no jumping over broken cracks, green shoots invaders between the steeple lines. I see no cranes, no joyful cries above, streaking through menacing clouds between towers of gentrified empty balcons filled with cigarette ash and plant pots. I see no flour, no candle in the wind to refuge, one crevice appearing…
How to beat the algorithm said he.
I admit, I seem to be struggling these past many months. Understanding an algorithm was never my strong suit. Being a good marketing person, neither. My views are not very popular, perhaps. I have yet to ink out the rest of my story on rug weaving. My mother seems to have many ideas and yet…
Saint Valentine’s
Saint Valentine was never a martyr, just notes on a wall, carved into stones of the lion’s den before the clangs of the arena’s call to bloodlust. They jump over the fires éternels, hand in hand, the ashes of the dead tree will lead into the spring. It is not here yet it will rebirth…
To be under Damocles’ sword
A year ago, we wrote a piece on traumas we, east and south of the Mediterranean, must live with continuously in a vicious circle of non-recognition or of commodification, most of time both at the same time. It still rings true. And more trauma continues to downpour upon us as once more, again and again,…
How are our voices making a difference?
On the 11th of January, this year, South Africa presented its enormous overflowing dossier of evidence and arguments against Israel in front of the International Court of Justice. The charge? Committing acts of genocide against Palestinians. The charge simply centered around Gaza. However, the dossier included numerous pièces à convictions directly from Gaza and from…
do you wonder why the birds are singing?
If Râ burns down upon us today and the sparkles of midnight moonlight ice have not melted, then why are the birds illuminating melodies? That is the question. Not much today. Do you know why the birds are singing? ❤️
what will you rule tomorrow?
letter to the jury ——— have you decided? Weighed the balance to test the odds? Revised the dossiers and the proofs and the alarming outstanding bills of truth? Consulted the laws and terms of the Conventions? Set aside your prejudices, hopefully you have not much…have you decided?How long does one need? How overwhelming are these…
Things which happen, you did not mean to do, but take place anyway
I didn’t write yesterday. It’s not that I forgot. It’s that I became overwhelmed with dictionaries stacked on the table, one under the others, the top open to a million tabbed pages. It’s the fact that I watched the first part of the hearings at the ICJ and despite, wanting to write a report about…
How to not give up on a blog
It is a curious feeling to be told that new year surely means new resolutions. It is a tiring weight to constantly come up with meaningful words out of whimsical clouds every week, when all you can think of is how exhausted you have become since….. before 2020? or since then? It is maddening when…
À LA BASE zÉro
they say a year has gone by and yet I only took one journey across mountains, cried over pomegranate seeds, screamed about our trauma always being mocked by the world, grinned grandly at the storks promenading in l’Orangerie, became stuck in the vacuum of tears, places which I visited never to be seen again were…
The Teapot and the Postbox 