Gaza
Bucket and spade, child and sand
Bucket and spade, and sand
The next poem is a response to Forensic Architecture’s work on the murder of Hind Rajab by the IDF.
Hind
Hind’s car was shot hundreds of times;
as if one bullet was not enough?
From war crime nothing good comes
for sure, bar less bullets remain to kill
hundreds more; little daughters,
little sons
