We don’t write about the human emotions of conflicts; we write about the political and economic aftermath. I wanted to write about those feelings. - Clemantine Wamariya

Often, still, my own life story feels fragmented, like beads unstrung. Each time I scoop up my memories, the assortment is slightly different. I worry, at times, that I’ll always be lost inside. I worry that I’ll be forever confused.

I want to be so loud about the experience of killing each other. I want to tap into everyone’s senses, to touch on our human sensibility.

My life does not feel logical, sequential, or inevitable. There’s no sense of action, reaction; no consequence, repercussion; no plot. It’s just fragments, floating.