Petrol Prices

May 18

1 min read

Zara Boon

I sit and listen as my belly dancing class discusses petrol prices. The other Arab person in the class isn't here today. I miss her familiar words, the warm accent, the laughter as we trade dialects.

They worry about the shipping costs of their costumes. I regard those prices with a bleak indifference. For me, no strait has to be closed to leverage power.

I would pay a fortune in transport fees if it meant my olive trees were left alone. Instead, they burn, and I hold my hands out to the flames.

It's important to take warmth where you can get it.

Petrol prices are high.

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