Continuing to try and breakthrough my helplessness and sorrow I write here, to the choir … to this echo chamber called SubStack. At night, sad and suffocating in the helplessness, I obsess over whether this writing makes any difference or not? Then sleep. Fitful guilt-ridden sleep, fully and completely knowing an IDF missile will not kill or maim me in the night, nor a Russian drone destroy my home, nor a Made-in-America 2000 pound bomb vaporize my old flesh and all my belongings.
Wetiko, Gaza, Ukraine and the Kalpataru
Wetiko, Gaza, Ukraine and the Kalpataru
Wetiko, Gaza, Ukraine and the Kalpataru
Continuing to try and breakthrough my helplessness and sorrow I write here, to the choir … to this echo chamber called SubStack. At night, sad and suffocating in the helplessness, I obsess over whether this writing makes any difference or not? Then sleep. Fitful guilt-ridden sleep, fully and completely knowing an IDF missile will not kill or maim me in the night, nor a Russian drone destroy my home, nor a Made-in-America 2000 pound bomb vaporize my old flesh and all my belongings.