She sat on the kitchen table, her hands landed on her lap, palms facing the ceiling. Her eyes looked straight ahead, past the kitchen into the entrance hall and peered into the freshly punched hole. The hole seemed to be mocking her with its wide-open mouth and vicious teeth. She…

She lay there in drug induced peace while her mama stared at her face tracing the stitches that went from her left ear across her half her jaw and down her neck and up to her right cheek. Her beautiful six years old child is scarred for life, physically and…

We head out of the restaurant towards the tramway and pick up where we left off: “Finding home has been a lifelong preoccupation of mine. As you suggested, it has plenty to do with one’s community, friends, and family. But the reality is, for so many of us, we’re in…

There is rampant homelessness in Montpellier, South of France. Perhaps it’s the clement weather and relatively cheaper life, but maybe also due to the fact that the whole Hérault department of which Montpellier is the epicenter is one of the poorest in France. Not to compare miseries, but to give…

Using my 20 years career in software engineering, as a girl and woman. — Recently, I joined a local association for “women in science and engineering”, here in France. One of the missions of this group is to encourage young girls to go into these fields, by direct interventions at schools. The idea being to talk face-to-face to the students about the importance of…

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Today’s impossible prompt: a poem about spring celebrations and peace — Sunday, March 20th, marks the beginning of Spring in earth’s northern hemisphere. It is that moment in the astronomical cycle when the sun is exactly above the equator making the day and night equal, announcing sunnier times, longer days and shorter nights. In some parts of the world, for some…

Every day, on the way to school, or when we’re out and about around town, we pass the same homeless persons, at the same locations. They are always at their self-allotted spots. I wondered why they stick to a specific location, so I asked my mom if she knew: “Well…