Red lie

Belal Al Barghouth  |  12 August, 2019

In a prison cell, a soldier tried to sever the vein in my right hand because, according to him, “it wrote.” He was heavily inebriated so I told him that I am left-handed to save my right wrist; his blade had already penetrated twenty millimeters of my wrist. I lied during that day. Perhaps it was a “red lie…”