Aleppo

 

He carries fire in his hand

the skin wild with fury

pores closing quickly

and the light sears everything around

illuminating the charred beams

collapsed steel shattered glass

where sudden movement draws

his attention

fire along the rim of the hole

his eyes charred

with the sight of a silent body.

 

 

 

Andrea Moorhead

 

 

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One Response to Aleppo

    1. Andrea, I wish I had your courage to be in such a place and be able to capture what you feel in words.

      Comment by Tracey Chh on 9 March, 2024 at 7:17 am

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