“Do you take pride in your hurt? Does it make you seem large and tragic? …Well, think about it. Maybe you’re playing a part on a great stage with only yourself as audience.”— John Steinbeck (via faxmachines)
“ﬁrst they try to break you with grinding
then they try to break you with empty
fame.”—sifting through the madness for the word, the line, the way: New Poems Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)
"We ran because of starvation," said Ulmay Abdow Issack, 32, who spent three weeks walking to the border with her six young children and sick husband. "We didn’t have anything to eat or drink on the journey."
For Muslima Adan Hassan, 35, the journey was even more arduous. Two sons and a daughter died during their 35-day trek to Dadaab.
From the border, refugees have to travel 80km across the Kenyan desert to reach the camp, often on foot.
"We have cases where children are eaten by hyenas and lions," said Abdullahi Hussein Sheikh, one of the refugees.
If you haven’t already, I desperately encourage you to donate to this disaster. Check out the UN World Food Programme - http://www.wfp.org/