On 7 April 1994 in Rwanda, there was one million us

On 7 April, I remember. Forgotten among the dead, holed up in an unlikely hiding place, rescued by a Good Samaritan, spared by a killer who has had enough of killing, surviving by chance or weapon in hand, we stayed. Like wheat grains in a harvested field, like crumbs after a meal. We are here. (…)