Two women sit side-by-side on the edge of a bed as night falls. Both emigrated from the Soviet
Union at the age of 7. Neither speak. The silence between them is filled with hidden messages.
Their small bedroom houses generations of Soviet diasporas from the displaced indigenous
people of Siberia to the Jewish refugees of the 90s and the queer Ukrainians fleeing war today.
The narrator asks: what does it mean to have hope?
