It’s really about what happens when someone dies
Hevron exists today, but post-apocalypse
The 3 shekel sum is the basis of all life in this moment.
I need to earn my water.
I return with the money and he gives me 2 bottles of water for the price of 2 bottles of water.
Abed’s wrinkled skin and enormous brown eyes shine.
A soldier is staring at me through the bulletproof glass of the booth. Beyond that is the The tomb of the atriarchs.
Soldiers are sitting, standing, breaking silence, laughing, and waiting.
I wish this were some fictional place. It might be that 70’s rock is blasting from the Jewish community centre across the road.
That reminds me
I paid for that water. There are so many fresh parts all over the place, but the rot is tunneling around. I paid for that water.
Here, I always feel like a stranger in a familiar land.