jabaliya

by Suheir Hammad

a woman wears a bell carries a light calls searches

through madness of deir yessin calls for rafah for bread

orange peel under nails blue glass under feet gathers

children in zeitoun sitting with dead mothers she unearths

tunnels and buries sun onto trauma a score and a day rings

a bell she is dizzy more than yesterday less than

tomorrow a zig zag back dawaiyma back humming suba

back shatilla back ramleh back jenin back il khalil back il quds

all of it all underground in ancestral chests she rings