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I could be you could be me.Washing my body privately in the showerfeeling safe and protected/violated andripped apart. I could be you could be me, cooingmy baby to sleep in a safe and protective collective settlement/butchered,
But all I can think is, “They broke their legs.” As I drink my tea, the sun is rising in a breathtaking flourish of colours, But all I can think is, “They broke their legs.” As
By Daphna HorowitzRaanana, Israel17 October, 2023 Yesterday I was supposed to be in Amsterdam with my running group, running a half-marathon. We’ve been training for months and were totally psyched to go – 17 of us