Tag: Ukraine
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i need a church
It is early morning. Too early. The February freeze won’t loosen its grip and it creeps into this dark, before-the-sunrise home. Its cold, sharp fingers burn as I kiss Jay goodbye. He’s got a plane to catch. Bulgaria. More than half of my heart explodes as he closes the door. Into the emptiness of the…
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freedom’s war
walls My brother’s soul fights the fear of desolation. Cold. Dark. Alone in the night. And, he chases shivers with fire because you learn to live like that in a tent city. In February. In Kiev. Things don’t come easy here. The fire that holds back the arctic breeze scorches the skin, burns the hand,…