Ameed Alhalbi/AFP
By
Stephen Byrne
Portrait of Someone’s Child
for Omran
The child
face painted
like some tribal warrior
the child
slowly moves like a doll
the child
barefoot with pale little legs
the child
brushes the blood from his face
the child
acts like a child
wiping the blood on the ambulance seat
the child
does not cry
the child
does not scream
the child
just stares
in wonder
not amazement
not delight
not horror
in wonder
of what just happened
of the whereabouts of his mother
of the slight pain in his left temple
the child’s
little nose
little ears
little closed mouth
the child
blinks
the child
wipes the dust from his eye
the child
sees the blood on his hand
the child
does not cry
does not scream
does not speak
the child
the child
the child
just stares
in wonder
Someone’s Daughter
i.m Jyoti Singh Pandey
Thirteen days later
the world knows of her
Nirbhaya, Amanat
& what is left but
fragments of someone’s child
torn like a broken leaf
Thirteen days later
of shadows & visions
of buses & bastards
of a rough sidewalk
& the chill of nakedness
Thirteen days later
of hands upon forehead
lips touching cheek
& fingers run through dark hair
the opening of brown eyes
the constant flashes of torment
Thirteen days later
she kissed the hands of her father
& closed her eyes for the last time
Nirbhaya, (“fearless one”) Amanat (treasure)
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