Excerpt from Sweetness in the Belly

For all the brutality that is inflicted upon us, we still possess the desire to be polite to strangers.  We may have blackened eyes, but we still insist on brushing our hair.  We may have had our toes shot off by a nine-year-old, but we still believe in the innocence of children. We may have been raped, repeatedly, by two men in a Kenyan refugee camp, but we still open ourselves to the ones we love.  We may have lost everything, but we still insist on being generous and sharing the little that remains.  We still have dreams.

 

Sweetness in the Belly, Camille Gibbs

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