Written by Jacob Ibrag
And the violins got violent, asking for
me to remain silent. ‘Why mess with with our flow,
please pick up your things and let us go.’ From the pit of
my stomach, to the core in my bones. I walk towards
my opposite, my opponent and best friend.
Photo by Igor Starkov
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