We all grieve in our own way.
far away from the trauma
far away from the trauma
this far, this far, right here,
where we sit, hands around soft white candles
careful, son, that wax will sting.
did it drip down onto your soft soft finger?
yes, it stings for a while but it won't burn, don't worry it won't burn, it won't
burn like white phosphorus burns your skin, dissolves your insides as you breathe it in, no it won't hurt like that
that's happening in Gaza, my love, that is why we're here today
holding soft white candles in the soft autumn evening in this soft darkening
waving Palestinian flags to a passable rendition of "Imagine" for insta
Nagesh Rao is a writer and freelance contributor.
