Memory Of A Soup
Memory of a Soup
In my kitchen bubbles a soup.
Simmering around a bundle of scraps
are pieces of a meal left to remain.
Sitting in a bag for months at a time,
Meals that I shared with people,
Ones that aren't here now.
It sits alone now,
with me, like my soup,
in a room with no other people.
Sitting in tinting water are the scraps,
steeping liquid with the essence of time.
There is a deep gold as remain.
Golden memories remain,
And they are made liquid now.
A pot containing fragmented time.
Is soup really about soup?
Is it about the scraps,
or perhaps about the people?
I think about the people,
as I strain the golden remain
from the old, useless scraps.
They are a piece of it now,
a droplet of warm memory in soup.
A way to contain months of time.
The golden stock burbles over time.
Still, there come no people,
and I am alone with my soup.
Within its quiet flavor, I remain,
tasting pieces of memory in the now.
But all I feel like is discarded scraps.
I put new scraps
in a bag to freeze time.
The soup boils now,
and yet there are no people.
A pile of ingredients remain
alone in a pot of unshared soup.
There's no memory in these new scraps
because there are no people.
It boils away for hours at a time,
until theres only ingredients that remain.
I eat alone and quiet now
as the warmth of love leaves my soup.
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Help Ameer and his family ๐๐
My name is Ameer and I am 3 years old. My fatherโs name is Mohammad, my motherโs name is Rana, and my little brotherโs name is Taim, who is two years old.
Six months ago, I used to go to the kindergarten and play and have a lot of fun.. and learn letters and numbers.. and play the kindergarten games. My life was very sweet.. and I had a very nice room in our house with my bed and toys.
On 12/1/2023, they bombed our house and we came out injured. My father broke his leg and my mother also broke her leg. I was shot in the back. My brother Taim was shot in the face and hands. We emerged from under the rubble, thank God.
But our house was destroyed and our whole life was destroyed. My toys were broken, my room and my bed were destroyed. And the kindergarten that I used to go to was destroyed and turned into ashes.
We left our house and went to live in the tent that my father had brought us. The tent was very disgusting. It had ants, cockroaches, and insects. We started getting sick and coughing every day. The sound of the missiles from above the tent was very terrifying and scared me and my brother Taim a lot.
My mother cries every day because she does not know how to make us food, because there is no food at all, and because there are no sanitary supplies for my brother Taim when he defecates.. and she is very afraid of the sound of the Jewish missiles and says that we will all die in the tent.
I want to ask you.. I want you to help me, my father, my mother, and my brother Taim.. We want to leave the Gaza Strip so that we can continue our lives.. so that I can return to the kindergarten that I left.. and so that my future and the future of my brother Taim are not lost. Our entry into Egypt cost us 20,000 US dollars.
Please help us and donate on this page, and I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life, which I have not yet begun.. Never forget me.
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