Stabat mater dolorosa Stood the mother weeping Over the coffin of her son She was holding a photo of him In a frame Her son a soldier, aged twenty-five * The mother didn’t shout, she wasn’t loud A pretty young woman in black clothes Her pain was decent and deep Not ostentatious She didn’t beat
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On 24 February, Russian forces invaded Ukraine as her citizens slept. Ukrainian women and children fled across the borders to safety. The men stayed behind and lined up to receive arms and basic training, thrust into voluntary military service to defend their country. As the world looked on in growing horror, Russian president, Vladimir Putin,
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Aurelie Richards interviews Ali Schwartz about POLYRHYTHMS, a new pilot project to support LGBTQIA+ refugees in Leipzig with innovative therapeutic methods.
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