Slogan Walk
All together. At once.
My baby’s teeth are rotting.
Only two, and they teeter
like fragile stalactites
devoured from the sides.
In their death they command us victory.
His wails weave
through the bannered street
Bring them home now!
We will win together
intertwine with the slogans
514 days.
He is hungry, and tired
the nurse forbid
even mother’s milk
Gonenim is strong together.
All morning, he scrounged desperately
and I grabbed
away each comfort.
We are bringing them home NOW.
a year in captivity
we pass the plastered bus stop
with its signs
and remnants.
Eden won't return
Elad won't return
Elad won't return.
won't return. won’t return
Iconized faces, with their visceral demands
language of the body
urgent and voiceless.
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