UNTIL PEACE

I get homesick from time to time. Home is not Lebanon though, home is baba, mama, brotha, doggy & kitty. Home is where I used to build snowmen with my grandparents, and get lost in the woods with my brotha. There was nothing to run away from, until there was, and then I did. Home is War. I feel the most at home when I am in danger. Kind of like a special case of Stockholm Syndrome; Beirut Syndrome. My loved ones have never known peace. Childhoods robbed away. Lives reduced to survival & endurance. Dreams always under fire. So what can I do when I get homesick? Basically go to war. Unarmed. A soldier with no gun. Fuck guns. I would rather dress up with my dad, and play cowboy with paintbrushes.

We will continue painting until peace comes. Or until we rest in peace. In our family, that’s how we fight.

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