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An angel appears.

I ask her to expand

my empathy.


An eye’s blink,

I am engulfed in

swirling images:


The Inquisition.

The World Wars.

Auschwitz.

The Nanking Massacre.


A hammer slams

into my heart.

Heat melts me

from within.


I wake up soaked in sweat.

My heart pounds.


I need an antidote.

How do I hold such agony?

I ask the angel to return me to sleep.


Afloat in a dreamy field

of iridescent orange and purple poppies,

in a panorama of

splendor and radiance,

I am infused with

beauty and love.


Horrific images

return and interweave,

exacerbated by


wailing,

shrieking,

cursing—


reaching the sky.


All of a sudden,


my perception

conflates into a

harmonious tapestry,

rustling on the waves

of a symphonic melody.




Painting by Olena Zavakevych





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