Ukraine war, day 44 — coffee

Tomorrow evening we'll be entraining a train headed to Kyiv. It arrives the next day, at 8 am. At 9 am we should be home, inside our tiny and beloved flat. Our plants must have rotted during the month of our absence. The flat must smell like an old stagnant nightstand. The fridge must have given birth to something fetid and dire: a symbiosis of peppers…

--

--

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store