The old woman who looks like a witch and sells flowers in the Markale Market doesn’t have real flowers to sell any more, so she’s created these little ones from pieces of paper that she curls up and colors. They’re beautiful and sad.
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“There’s always an otherwise.”
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our breath stuck in our throats
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Then I realize that she doesn’t have any eyebrows, not a single hair, just a bony puffiness. She looks like an unfinished painting.
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Learn what you enjoy learning, Gemma.
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I may not believe in You, but You may be big enough to believe in me.
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was easier to run from the bombs beforehand than to walk on the ruins later.”