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Alvian Eleven Dec 2024
Setiap hari kubuka Tiktok.
Selalu kulihat banyak video.
Terus diposting orang orang Gaza.
Bercampur antara duka lara dan suka cita.

Anas sang jurnalis di Jabalia.
Menyiarkan berita bombardir pesawat jet.
Menghancurkan rumah dan sekolah.
Mayat anak anak tergeletak dimana mana.

Hamada sang juru masak di Khan Yunis.
Bersemangat memasak shawarma ayam.
Lalu dia membagikan untuk anak anak.
Mereka tertawa gembira bisa makan enak.

Motasem sang jurnalis di Beit Lahia.
Mendatangi beberapa tenda pengungsi.
Anak anak di dalam tenda tenda itu.
Semuanya kurus kering kelaparan.

Mona sang relawan di Al Mawasi.
Sibuk membagikan bahan bahan kebutuhan.
Beras , tepung , minyak , gula , mie.
Para pengungsi senang menerimanya.

Bisan sang jurnalis di Al Maghazi.
Bertemu banyak rombongan pengungsi.
Mereka kelelahan berjalan jauh.
Sandal dan sepatu mereka sobek semua.

Tito sang badut di Gaza Utara.
Selalu enerjik menghibur anak anak.
Bermain , bernyanyi , berjoget.
Tertawa gembira bersama sama.

Dr Mohammed di rumah sakit Kamal Adwan.
Merasa kelelahan dan ketakutan.
Sendirian mengurusi orang orang terluka.
Sementara rekan rekannya ditangkap semua.

Said sang relawan di Al Nuseirat.
Tanpa lelah memasang tenda tenda.
Memasak makanan dan membagikan barang.
Untuk pengungsi yang terlantar.

Saleh sang jurnalis di Khan Yunis.
Menemukan anak lelaki saat tengah malam.
Menangis sendirian di kuburan ibunya.
Tidak mau kembali ke tenda hingga pagi tiba.

Dahlan sang relawan di Deir El Balah.
Mengadakan acara nonton kartun bersama.
Anak anak berkumpul dan merasa gembira.
Nonton kartun sambil makan popcorn.

Ahmed sang jurnalis di Al Nuseirat.
Merasa kasihan melihat anak anak di dalam tenda.
Mereka kepanasan saat siang terik.
Dan kebanjiran saat hujan deras.

Samaa sang gadis pemain biola di Tel El Hawa.
Duduk di bawah pohon sambil memainkan biola.
Anak anak yang melihatnya tampak tenang.
Terlarut melupakan semua penderitaan.

Youmna sang jurnalis di Shujaiya.
Bertemu anak anak yang terlantar.
Mereka memungut makanan dari sampah.
Dan meminum air dari comberan.

Alaa sang tukang cukur di Al Nuseirat.
Mencukur rambut orang orang tanpa bayaran.
Dia cukup senang mendapat sedikit imbalan.
Rokok , roti , kopi atau ucapan terima kasih.

Hossam sang jurnalis di stadion Yarmouk.
Meliput banyak pengungsi yang berdatangan.
Mereka kelelahan , kelaparan , kehausan.
Terlantar tak punya tenda.

Renad sang gadis cilik di Deir El Balah.
Selalu ceria memasak berbagai makanan.
Dia memasak maqluba tanpa ayam.
Harga ayam naik tinggi tak terbeli.

Doaa sang jurnalis di rumah sakit Al Nasser.
Mengunjungi anak anak yang terluka.
Ada yang tangan dan kakinya buntung.
Ada yang kulitnya mengelupas terkena fosfor.

Israa sang guru di Al Bureij.
Mengajak rekan rekannya membuka tenda sekolah.
Mereka memberi alat menulis dan menggambar.
Anak anak senang bisa sekolah lagi.

Hind sang jurnalis di rumah sakit Al Aqsa.
Menyiarkan berita yang mengerikan.
Tenda tenda di sekitarnya hancur berantakan.
Terbakar terkena bombardir pesawat jet.

Samih sang pemuda pemain oud di Deir El Balah.
Penuh semangat bernyanyi sambil memainkan oud.
Sementara teman temannya lincah menari dabke.
Menghibur orang orang yang mengungsi.

Samara sang jurnalis di Al Zaitun.
Mendatangi tenda tenda para pengungsi.
Banyak anak anak yang kulitnya gatal.
Penuh borok dirubungi lalat.

Abdullah sang petani di Khan Yunis.
Nekat menyelinap kembali ke kebunnya.
Agar dia bisa memanen sekarung buah olive.
Cukup untuk dibagi para pengungsi.

Faiz sang jurnalis di Rafah.
Meliput jalanan yang sepi.
Tak ada apapun selain mayat mayat berlumuran darah.
Tewas bergelimpangan diserang quadcopter.

Hassan sang dosen di Al Rimal.
Tanpa lelah melakukan kuliah online.
Para mahasiswa bersemangat melanjutkan kuliah.
Tak peduli dengan kekacauan , kesulitan dan keterbatasan.

Mahmoud sang jurnalis di Shujaiya.
Menutup hidungnya sambil melakukan liputan.
Mayat mayat membusuk menjadi tulang belulang.
Dimakan anjing anjing liar yang kelaparan.

Abdallah sang relawan di Deir El Balah.
Sibuk mengurusi banyak kucing liar.
Dia mengobati dan memberi makan.
Lalu membelai belai dan bermain main.

  Mousa sang penyelamat sipil di Beit Hanoun.
Merasa putus asa tidak bisa menolong.
Orang orang yang terluka tertimpa bangunan.
Merintih rintih kesakitan menunggu kematian.

Fadi sang relawan di Al Maghazi.
Terus bergerak bersama rekan rekannya.
Mereka memasang solar panel , mengebor sumur dan membuat.
Para pengungsi memuji kerja keras mereka.

Yousef sang petugas medis di rumah sakit Al Quds.
Merasa ketakutan naik ambulance.
Drone pengebom terus mengejar.
Meledakkan jalanan yang dilewati.

Menna sang pelukis di Al Shati.
Menyuruh anak anak untuk mengantri.
Sementara dia melukis wajah mereka satu persatu.
Lukisan semangka , Handala dan bendera Palestina.

Nofal sang jurnalis di Shujaiya.
Mewawancarai seorang pria kurus penuh luka.
Pria itu baru saja dibebaskan dari penjara.
Terus disiksa hingga mengalami trauma.

Maha sang jurnalis di Deir El Balah.
Bersantai di pantai sambil memandangi senja.
Sementara anak anak muda di sekitarnya.
Penuh semangat bermain sepakbola.

Naji sang sopir taxi di kota Gaza.
Menyetir mobilnya pelan pelan sambil menangis.
Dia sedih melihat seluruh kotanya hancur lebur.
Tak ada yang tersisa selain puing puing reruntuhan.

Fatema sang relawan di Al Shati.
Berkumpul bersama anak anak perempuan di tenda besar.
Mereka duduk di tikar sambil membaca ayat ayat Al Quran.
Terdengar merdu hingga meneguhkan keimanan.

Ouda sang jurnalis di Jabalia.
Bertemu seorang pria yang naik kereta keledai pelan pelan.
kereta keledai itu mengangkut mayat anak anak yang berlumuran darah.
Ada yang kepalanya pecah , ada yang perutnya hancur.

Nour sang jurnalis di kota Gaza.
Tertawa senang melihat anak anak muda di sekitarnya.
Mereka bermain parkour melompati puing puing reruntuhan.
Lalu mengibarkan bendera Palestina di atas atap yang hampir roboh.

Khaled sang jurnalis di Beit Hanoun.
Tergesa gesa meliput pengeboman drone di jalanan.
Ledakan bom menghancurkan mobil hingga ringsek.
Orang orang di dalam mobil tewas mengenaskan berlumuran darah.

Ashraf sang insinyur elektronik di Al Nuseirat.
Tampak senang memamerkan barang barang buatannya.
Kipas angin , lampu meja , charger ponsel hingga kulkas.
Semuanya dibuat dengan rongsokan yang dia temukan.

Lubna sang jurnalis di rumah sakit Al Shifa.
Meliput kengerian setelah pembantaian massal.
Ratusan mayat membusuk bergelimpangan dimana mana.
Semuanya hancur tak berbentuk setelah dilindas tank dan buldoser.

Firas sang relawan di Al Bureij.
Naik truk bersama rekan rekannya ke tempat pengungsian.
Begitu tiba mereka langsung membagikan sepatu , mantel dan jaket tebal.
Anak anak senang tak lagi kedinginan.

Jumana sang janda di Al Mawasi.
Menangis teringat suaminya yang tewas tertembak quadcopter.
Dia juga lelah berusaha bertahan hidup tanpa suaminya.
Sementara anak anaknya masih kecil semua.

Rami sang pemuda kreatif di Al Nuseirat.
Mengumpulkan banyak kardus bekas dari tempat sampah.
Setelah itu dia membuat beraneka mainan kardus untuk anak anak.
Mobil mobilan , motor motoran , kapal kapalan dan lainnya.

Wedad sang gadis remaja di Al Mawasi.
Termenung sedih sambil memegang kunci tua dan kunci baru.
Kunci tua itu milik neneknya yang terusir dari rumah sejak 1948.
Kunci baru itu miliknya sendiri yang terus dibawa setelah rumahnya dihancurkan.

Mosab sang pelukis mural di Rafah.
Membawa banyak peralatan lukis dan cat beraneka warna.
Dengan penuh semangat dia melukis mural di reruntuhan tembok yang lebar.
Yang dia lukis adalah sosok Handala sedang makan semangka.

Dokter Ayaz di rumah sakit Al Awda.
Menangis melihat bayi bayi prematur yang tidur dalam inkubator.
Tak ada kiriman bahan bakar untuk terus menyalakan listrik yang hampir padam.
Bayi bayi prematur itu akan segera mati satu persatu.

Aboud sang pemuda kreatif di Al Maghazi.
Mengajak anak anak membuat layangan besar bendera Palestina.
Lalu mereka menerbangkan layangan besar itu di tepi pantai.
Siapapun yang melihatnya merasa masih punya harapan.

Duka lara yang dialami orang orang Gaza masih terus berlanjut.
Tapi orang orang Gaza masih terus melanjutkan suka cita.
Melakukan apapun yang masih bisa dilakukan.
Menikmati apapun yang masih bisa dinikmati.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven
Johnny Noiπ Feb 2019
Oin koku Seong-end videos · San nizu,
Shiro Yunis CA, BA, raided the same job.
AKAI Yornuude A vulnerable man named
Nemutte, Master and Ósut oraria of Chuyt;
Afurika were killed by the star
of the Esau token St. kakumaku WA.
Daniel & Amy Amok; Winged in Europe,
Keiko, San Romano, Romeo Economy,
Andor Momanoo, Kroodomo, Sun and Song;
Seong Seo - Asaa lu Volkswagen -... WA
SASA Abune Chushi
from the table of the rich
Kokkikakin: the sword,            the sword,
the sword, there is nothing apart
from him and is adjacent to the double
Nagai Carrera, of the sword,
and defeated with a devil, PA; WA and the sound is true for science
and the button for the conclusion
of Genjide Nanny, since,
for example, basketball
and OKO basketball are limited. Saudi Arabia is in the sea, and the doctrine
of radio and cake,            one of the parts of the earth, this stone that is sent,
has to do with a piece of paper,                                       your sleeping nerves,
everything who is God except you,
Lord, the Lord, the heavens, the way
of the righteous, Juju and his family,
his rich knowledge and his dollars.
After listening to life without security
oyobi igōruWinggerjinzō Kazuki Jinrui,
because it does not require an infinite
catalog WA-out Nakai, winning Kojin
-TEKI jūyōnajinbutsudeshita. Guretasu
WA guruatifu nakunarimashita. Kiye
Shine Maniko Okoko came based,                                                        Cam­my,        circle Tukeni Ivovak
-Prokke Hey, no Kines head style shoes,
and of course, computer, computer.
The woman, Camry Oromamona,
and the water of paralysis, Skoukiao
of Ethiopia were **** Imotas, Math
Antitata, the nation of success, wisdom,
San Gougos, Bourosouos, high priest
Ouimpa, three fans wanting to see
1 virtue and a white shirt. . .
Red In this photo, the star of the green
of the death of death in Australia,
image of longevity for longevity,
an image with the image of Saudi Arabia,
reading radio and other cakes
and the John; the sky and nature
require a philosophy of the chronicle.
However, the construction
of the body by Felis Wingger
& Anthony M. Toro drinks beverages,
drink and women
to rank the glory of the country.

The colorful worship of God's
worship is a fool and the loss
of appetite; he strikes him
with the other hand
in a toilet like the stars
in a Homopapar
drama away from Annas;
WA kakumaku
chuym AKAI Business
and its shades of linen,
work and travel experience.
Kokujin Seongseo believes
to be the sister
Yunis WA **** shirt is to say,
the same NIN WA raibi Nw what you do,
not only does not exist. Nemutte
is green, Thomas _ __ aideari 0,
no, no-SA Utsukushi kodōguO
seppuku shimasu. Kaukas our Sosiani
his father's father, and a piece
of indigo stone Raji WA Kikko
Kakin Seifu John, Kapp,
San jiarabia in the sea,
and sleeping a bad idorino iron
tt no more death, and not in the OR,
WA soshite iado kappu without Ray;
1 will not be, without the crowd
of life, we can not shōgai nagaiai
pātonā dating knot Karera, mookori
genjide Nani in 7 WA 10 ~ u iriamuu
iriamuzu extended in the sky,
with constant knowledge
of Juyou, which may be
without philosophy; Shizen store.
WA Igoru Wingger in his heart,
and in general do not know what life must necessarily
be invalid life; Longo soma tidae,
other cases of the chest, and ~ E obiobi Jin rui
Nakad Kojin - text ki jūyōna
jiin **** **** and Collosus of Zzeus.
Mal Noo, to a sick devil
and become more - Tekin Nine
volts sometimes kills: 1
and can even eat a coin
or even as a source of joy
and empty words,
Kood Gijido, that Kuni Kuni
chicken is ok; ok kuda sai Torromā
Mark volume movement,
Ruji cinema reinforces Anita.
First shrew WA, stupid education
and ***** food mistrust Haram
Apashi, Mata and Tajik manicure
and experience of the Victoria
M. Hado language box with ****,
Shadowed od zodiac.
Alvian Eleven Dec 2024
Bulan tampak besar dan terang.
Aku memandangnya pada saat tengah malam.
Sambil berdiri di tepi sawah yang sepi.
Dekat rel kereta pinggiran Surabaya.

Kukeluarkan ponselku dari saku celana.
Lalu kupotret bulan yang kupandang.
Setelah itu langsung kuunggah fotonya.
Pada akun Instagramku.

Kulihat ada banyak postingan foto.
Dari akun Instagram orang orang Gaza.
Ternyata mereka juga sedang memandang bulan.
Bulan yang sama dengan yang kupandang.

Maha sedang duduk di atap rumah.
Dia memandang bulan sambil minum kopi.
Tanpa peduli bombardir pesawat jet.
Meledakkan pemukiman di Deir El Balah.

Omar sedang nongkrong dengan temannya.
Dia memandang bulan sambil merokok.
Melepas lelah setelah membantu relawan.
Membagikan makanan di Khan Yunis.

Mariam sedang termenung di depan tenda.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengenang.
Kehidupannya yang hilang tak tersisa.
Terkubur puing puing rumahnya di Tel El Hawa.

Malak sedang menangis sedih.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengingat.
Seorang teman akrabnya yang telah tiada.
Tewas terkena tembakan ******.

Dr Abraham sedang duduk di balkon.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengeluh.
Kelelahan mengurusi orang orang terluka.
Memenuhi rumah sakit Al Nasser.

Saleh sedang melihat sekumpulan anak muda.
Mereka gembira menari dabke dan bermain oud.
Di atas puing puing reruntuhan bangunan.
Sementara bulan bersinar terang di belakang.

Begitulah bulan yang besar dan terang.
Menjadi penghias malam orang orang Gaza.
Yang masih terjebak kekacauan panjang.
Tanpa tahu kapan akan berakhir.


October 2024

By Alvian Eleven
Alvian Eleven Dec 2024
This afternoon the weather is light rain.
I'm sitting alone at a bus stop on the side of the road.
Smoking a cigarette while opening my Tiktok account.
As usual I see posts from Gazans.
Various videos about their daily lives amidst the long chaos.

Half an hour ago Nour the journalist uploaded the video.
She saw a group of young people who looked enthusiastic.
They were doing parkour jumping over the rubbles of a building.
Then they were waving the Palestinian flag on a roof that was almost collapsing.

An hour ago Jumana uploaded her video.
She was sitting in her tent with her small children.
While crying she told about her husband who had just been shot dead by a quadcopter.
Without her husband life felt more difficult.

Two hours ago Yazan had just uploaded his video.
He was walking around Al Zaytoun with his friend.
Then he saw a man riding a donkey cart.
But in the cart there were several children's corpses covered in blood.

Three hours ago Mosab the mural painter uploaded his video.
He brought lots of paint and equipment.
He enthusiastically painted on the ruin of a wide wall.
What he painted was a picture of Handala eating watermelon.

Four hours ago Naji the taxi driver in Gaza City uploaded his video.
He was driving his car slowly around Al Rimal to Tel El Hawa.
He was sad to see the whole city destroyed.
Nothing was left but rubbles everywhere.

Five hours ago Nofal the journalist in Shujaiya uploaded his video.
He conducted an interview with a man who had just been released from prison.
His body was thin and covered in wounds.
His face looked traumatized and full of fear.

Six hours ago Israa the elementary school teacher uploaded a video.
She and her friends opened a tent school for children at the Al Bureij refugee camp.
The children also received bags , shoes , stationery , notebooks , drawing books and snacks.
They were happy to be able to learn while playing.

Seven hours ago Abdullah the farmer in Khan Yunis uploaded his video.
He sneaked back into his family's olive grove which had been burned down.
But he was still able to get a harvest even if it was only a sack.
Enough for the people in the refugee camp to share.

Eight hours ago Anas the journalist uploaded his video.
He was covering the news in a house that was destroyed by bombardment in Jabalia.
While the civil rescue team was trying to save children who were hit by the rubble.
They were seriously injured and covered in blood.

Nine hours ago Motasem the journalist uploaded his video.
He found several corpses lying on the street of Al Mawasi.
While stray dogs gathered and eating the corpses.
Until only bones were left.

Ten hours ago Said uploaded his video.
He was cooking lentil soup in a big ***.
After that he distributed it to the children.
They all ate while laughing happily.

Eleven hours ago Mohammed uploaded his video.
He was sitting with his cat named Leo. Mohammed complained that he was hungry and had no money to buy food.
He also complained about not being able to give food to Leo.

Twelve hours ago Hossam the journalist uploaded his video.
He was visiting a refugee camp in Beit Lahia.
There were many children who were skinny because of hunger.
Also children whose skin was itchy due to infection.

Thirteen hours ago Faiz the journalist uploaded his video.
He was seeing several bodies of people lying on Salahadin street.
Those people died by quadcopter fire.
While a car was burned by a drone bomb.

Fourteen hours ago Mariam uploaded her video.
She was queuing at the bakery in Deir El Balah.
There were so many people queuing until it was crowded.
Meanwhile she complained of being tired because she had been queuing for too long.

Fifteen hours ago Mona uploaded her video.
She was busy with her friends who were members of the volunteer team.
They distributed lots of necessary items to people who had taken refuge in the tents.
Soaps , shampoos , baby milks , diapers and sanitary pads.

Sixteen hours ago Zinah uploaded her video.
She complained of being tired because her tent was flooded with rainwater.
The carpet , mattress and belongings were all wet.
While the heavy rain didn't stop soon.

That's how they go through day after day in Gaza.
I'm tired of seeing the long chaos in Gaza that continues every day without stopping.
What I can do is comment words of encouragement to them.
So that they don't feel abandoned by the world.
And they still have fighting spirit to get through the hard , tiring and dangerous days.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven
Ryan O'Leary Feb 9
Just zipped up another
Bodybag, white, so we
Won’t trip up in the dark.

We have nothing to write
A name tag, even if we did,
It’s most likely to be illegible.
Alvian Eleven Dec 2024
It's midnight the moon looks big and bright.
I look that moon on the edge of a quiet and dark rice field.
Near the train track on the outskirts of Surabaya.
Which goes towards Sidoarjo.

I'm taking a photo of that moon.
Then I immediately upload it to my Instagram account.
I see there are lots of photo posts from the people in Gaza.
It turns out they were also looking at the moon.

A few minutes ago Maha uploaded her photo.
She was sitting on the roof of the house with her cat.
She looked at the moon while drinking coffee.
Without caring that jet planes were bombarding the neighborhood in Deir El Balah.

Half an hour ago Omar uploaded his photo.
He was hanging out in front of the tent with his friends.
They were looking at the moon while smoking hookah.
Relaxing after helping volunteers in Khan Yunis.

Half an hour ago Mariam uploaded her photo.
She was sitting pensively in front of the tent.
She looked at the moon while remembering her family who had died.
Buried among the rubble of her house in Tel El Hawa.

An hour ago Dr Abraham uploaded his photo.
He was sitting on the balcony of Al Nasser Hospital.
He looked at the moon while complaining.
Tired of taking care of the injured people who were arriving.

An hour ago Saleh the journalist uploaded his photo.
He saw a group of young people dancing dabke and playing oud guitar.
They were standing together on the rubble of a building.
While the moon seemed to be shining brightly behind them.

This big and bright moon really looks beautiful.
Decorating the night of the people in Gaza.
Who are still trapped in the long chaos.
Without knowing when it will end.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven
Johnny Noiπ Feb 2019
Innocent school spirit; spirit German acid
left poet google peace queen number whole
rock Kenya hydra-headed police find age-old
image high free animals real son woman
play; play July city golden city life.
Robert's hand's human shadow over history's
language daydream baby space holy wall
called art changes hands art nature friend
nature nature Spain radio game second Jesus
old china chrysanthemum Christ chrysanthemum
Christ chrysanthemum Christ chrysanthemum
Church computer dancers dancers
virtual family friends fun warm heart
holiday ideas Jewish lonely memory.
Mexico science elderly poetry problems
rhythms sleepiness spirit brain brains;
better songs fish land baloo clothing,
hard smoke the natural darkness;
today books in France Oin koku
Seong-end videos San nizu,
California Shir Yunis, her BA does the same job.
AKAI Yornuude A Vulnerable Man,
Chuyt Afurika, Nemutte and Osut Oraria,
were killed by the star of the esu tokast
kakumaku WA. Daniel Amy Amok Armed Wing of Europe,
Keiko San Roman, Economy Romeo,
Andor Momano, Kroo domo,
Sun and Song Seong Seo - Asaa Lu Volkswagen -.
WA SASA Abune Chushi
from the table of the rich Kokkikakin:
the sword, the sword, the sword,
there is nothing next to it
and is next to the double Nagai Carrera,
the sword overturned
with a devil, PA; WA
and the sound is true for science
and the button to complete Genjide Nanny,
because, for example, basketball
and basketball OKO are limited.

Arabic Spirit School Saxophone
******* Father Germanic acid
left the poet Google peace queen
rock thing whole Kenya York
police find image images high
free animals real son woman match
match song July German living.
Robert hand human history shadow
day language space space baby
is dead is Brazil sacred wall
called art art art go right, friend,
Spanish radio second Jesus old china
wind spirit park park spirit open
stone European read happy Italian;
a Saudi Arabian US side hell
football robot robot glass
real mountains write Arab
colors room knowledge.
Christ times Christianity Christianity
Christmas center center Chinese
computer diary know family god
heat heat heaven laughter memory
Mexico old old-fashioned
pain people relief science spoke
street talking tree vitamins word
e Lord sweet snooch brain best songs
fish land baloo clothing hard field
smoke smoke sky natural France,
books in the Arabic today
are in the sea, and the doctrine
of radio and cake, one of the parts
of the earth, this stone being s
The Lord, the way of the fair,
the Juju and the beach of revolution
his cats west walking start
listening parenting leave

Paul's company kiss write hiding ****
**** case case Africa eyes eyes perfect
century that beautiful lights Jewish
plastic point we talk India *******
waves magical Estrella fig read read
safe **** boys motion move slot let
go cut top gay sitting Barbie birth
birth write keep big paradise holy
western socks pregnant pregnant
drinking drink drinking alchemy
smell started trick born ground floor
***** wet ***** sense concept, broken
system smoke country soda back
common burning Marcus planet
present gypsyland marking weapon
equipment's end monster monster
drunk tom color painting standing
cool buried ugly but eventually
places hills get ******* come
coming in the bar to meet the language
hole seeking to look to fill;
Shadows seek to start from the origin
of the home of the kingdom of Medusa.
Ryan O'Leary Jan 16
.     Writing to someone in a
       penitentiary is what one
       would assume to be the
       etymology of a Pen Pal.

       Well no, because people
       confined in the Gaza Strip
       are known as Penned in
       Palestinians, or Pen Pal’s!

       Internment, just as Britain
       practiced in Ireland during
       The Troubles, for those they
       deemed to be Troublemakers.

       I just saw an amputee photo
       today on The Guardian, a boy
       in Khan Yunis without arms, a
       hooligan stone throwing Pen Pal.

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