"You can feel the death here," said my roommate of a few days, as we passed each other at the Nova Festival site, after each exploring it on our own for about fifteen minutes. A casual remark said without any emotion, on a beautiful sunny day at around 5pm - the time of day where you have to be careful which side you take a picture from, as one way will face the shining sun as it gets ready to set, and the other will give your shot exquisite lighting.

Our hearts break and bleed blood orange, yet our screams are heard and scrolled past.

I think we did at least. It depends on which channel you turn on here in Israel. On one, it said "Nasrallah chu-sal." Ma ze chu-sal?...

This is the story of Alon Ohel, based on my interview with his mother in Israel in February. I heard Alon's piano playing on the news...

Michael said he would get Or home - even if he had to turn the world upside down - and Michael did it - with the help of countless miracles.