Nocturnal activity
After I switch off the lights,
cockroaches
crawl out of closets.
They waltz on walls
as flashbacks
choke my conscience.
For insects, various
repellents
are available.
But is there a pesticide
for the past?
— SANJEEV SETHI
Kites on the Gaza Beach
One night the tide went out
and never came back in
– (from “The Sea” by Esther Morgan)
He will no longer fly kites on the Gaza beach.
His body a vast oasis of broken glass.
She is on her knees, thirsty,
picking up the shards.
My son will no longer fly kites
on the Gaza beach. The tide’s gone out
perhaps never to return.
— K. SRILATA
