Be strong and love

You don’t want to hear the storyof my life, and anywayI don’t want to tell it, I want to listen to the enormous waterfalls of the sun. And anyway it’s the same old story – – –a few people just trying,one way or another,to survive. Mostly, I want to be kind.And nobody, of course, is…

Give me a chance to live

Our 28 October Monday afternoon poetry and songwriting session at the refugee center was intense and deeply meaningful. It was a moment where many people came together and expressed the joy of being able to share a creative moment in a world of uncertainty. We began as usual by cleaning up our poetry wall. We…

Leave us be the way we are

This past Monday was the last day of a three-week visit by my mom and our friend. They traveled to Brussels from the east coast of the United States. From there, we flew to Prague, took the train to Vienna and Budapest, flew the Amsterdam, and took the train back to Brussels. It was exciting…