Building an internal city to manage geopolitical trauma
How can I make sense of the ongoing atrocities in Ukraine? Each day we awake and write to family and friends (in Kamianske, Kharkiv, Kyiv…) to make sure they’re still alive. It’s a grim ritual. I don’t want to ask them to write back if they don’t have the capacity, either emotional or material. But I can see when my messages are read, and that means something. A friend in Kharkiv has no electricity and no water, but he wrote…