“In order for me to write poetry that isn’t political, I must listen to the birds, and in order to hear the birds, the war planes must be silent.” —Marwan Makhoul
What is there for me to say?
I feel sick with grief. I am in mourning, I am overwhelmed.
I watch videos heavy with killed Palestinian bodies, pulled from the rubble of gone homes. Gone hospital…
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