Letter to Arij, excerpt

Arij, Is Palestine still in your grips are you managing to keep a hold as it loosening from your fingertips Has your mind been affected by sleep of the hours you stay awake to unfold a package, never knowing what to expect one you’d rather not bother to even inspect, as sometimes oil drips from…

distance never seperates

“When chance awakens love, everything takes its place in a man in obedience to that love, and love brings him a sense of distance…” -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry “Flight to Arras”   This was the first sentence upon opening my book today. Might I add that it adds a greater understanding to what I feel, and…