After the search, I ate my Sadza and within minutes, my stomach burned and became irritated. That night, sleep alluded me and I began vomiting. Blood appeared in my stool,...
The sight of what used to be my home constricts my chest and takes my breath away. I've spent many nights crying silently while my daughters and husband sleep...
One of the most shocking moments occurred when Daryl Smith, the main suspect in my father's murder, contacted me. On the morning of December 13, 2023, I woke up to a message from him on social media. My heart raced as I realized who it was.
Perhaps, the biggest challenge we face comes in the form of hopelessness. We have little chance of returning to our homes. We also feel an incredible sense of alienation within displaced areas.
I run from the police seven or more times a day, always returning because I need to sell my goods to survive. Through every battle with authorities, my son remains on my back.
The babushkas always seem surprised when they see me amongst the Ukrainian soldiers – a French-speaking man of Asian descent. hen I say, “I am French,” they burst out in laughter.
As the stillness enveloped me, broken only by the intense and powerful winds, I made my southward journey through an arduous battle against the elements. The cold remained a formidable adversary.
In 2021, some of the most advanced and democratic nations on the planet appear to be emblazoned in political battles between neighbors, fed by an abundance of competing misinformation.