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Selima's Story: Genocide in Srebrenica

Solemn 25th anniversary commemoration recognized on July 11, 2020

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Remembering Ron

(a shorter version of this article was published in the San Mateo Daily Journal, September, 2019 for Suicide Prevention Month)

 

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The Colors Within

My attempt at poetry; just for a change

 

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"Fade to Orange, to Gray, to Black”

 

Is it dark where you are?

Hot, cold, wet, dry?

What have we done?

The sky is a deeply muted orange film where I am

The smoke a dusty gray veil

Disturbing the Sun

Indistinguishable from every other day

Gray like the grizzled beard I only trim when the power is on

Gray like the faded vision that visits me now

I peer out of the double-paned glass from my small home as I imagine other fellow specters do in what once was a city, or was it a desert, or a farm

The race I come from, human, gave up on itself long ago

There were brave ones, outspoken ones

But, alas, the monied ones won out; they always did

Or, did they?

Where are they now?

Under the same sky

Maybe

Equality finally reached

The rich, the poor, the in-between

This is what remains of Earth

Is it dark where you are?

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