A child's shoe, a lone rose-colored plastic Croc with Hello Kitty waving through mud stains He'd found it propped against his white picket fence perhaps tossed from a moving car The old man doesn't know why but he cradles the shoe, a featherlight thing in the palm of his shaking hand He washes the dirt from Hello Kitty's face and into the sink, he weeps He had said to his neighbor, ‘My heart goes to them, but we don't have room. We have to take care of our own.’ The neighbor stood silent, biting her lower lip But he went to meet them anyway He doesn't know why The little girl stared poking her head from behind her mom her big brown curls falling over one eye They said she doesn’t speak because of what she saw in the war He watches the dirt and his tears swirl down the drain The shiny Hello Kitty waves
Ari Honarvaris the founder of Rumi With A View, dedicated to building music and poetry bridges across war-torn and conflict-ridden borders. She conducts Resilience through Joy workshops for refugees and volunteers on both sides of the U.S.-Mexico border. Her novel, A Girl Called Rumi (September 2021) weaves a tale of immigration, redemption, and the power of storytelling and is based on Ari's experience growing up in the Iran-Iraq war. Her writing has appeared in The Guardian, Teen Vogue, Washington Post, Vice, and elsewhere.