Korakas

For one month I lived in this abandoned shack, surrounded by counterfeit life-vests, cast off clothes, wrecked boats, and the Aegean sea.

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Landing on Lesvos

The Syrian family had strikingly clear eyes. A refracting blue like crystal – hard and bright and the color of the shallow waters off Korakas or the eastern sky before dawn. But I didn’t notice. I didn’t notice when I met the family of four on the beach, surrounded by thirty Afghanis who didn’t speak […]

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