In Beziers, We Write Our Names in Dust

Murder, massacres, and the meandering path of time

Beziers, France. Photo by author.

The murder didn’t happen here

It was in St Etienne du Rouvray where teenage terrorists cut a priest’s throat. It’s a long way from there to here, long enough for the rolling green fields of northern France to give way to the wild wind and fierce sun of the South.