A plague of snow, fluffy and dry before it hardens and grips the trees, the walls, and the cars parked haphazardly everywhere. When I walk to the little market a few blocks away, it feels like a test of endurance.
You see, my mind takes me far,
but my heart dreams of return.
In truth, I'm still slightly embarrassed to say, I am a poet. I'd rather say, I make poems.
How can I defend myself against what I want?
Over the past 30 years, hand grenades, tanks, fighter jets, missiles, helicopters and assault rifles have replaced traditional floral patterns in rug making and other textiles. Depicting these realities of war has helped the Afghan people to survive during times of conflict.
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