Loud.
It’s loud,
dark,
cold.
The rain is pouring down on Gaza.
Even the clouds weep,
witnessing this genocide.
Two young sisters,
holding on to each other,
shivering while the water pools around them.
There’s nowhere to go.
There are …
Tamara Al Barq
“Songs of the Sunbirds”
When I saw the Songs of the Sunbirds announcement, I just knew I had to make something special for this column.
In those dire times, I worked day and night on this piece, trying to keep myself sane. Trying to …
