The book of longing and loss

Number of pages: 152 Peace be upon you, I hate you and peace be upon you, I hate you - you hate me because the bullet I fired into the air tomorrow will break the glass of your windows; and I hate you because the flour you knead and bake has become poison and bread for my children - yet my clothes only flutter in your winds - yet your heavy lamp fills my days with darkness so you fear and my heart hardens for you.