It Happened At Jebaliya

They pulled a woman in a blue robe
and a child’s leg from the rubble,

the sun was high in the sky
like a careless God,

on a hilltop, half a mile away,
Israeli tanks waited like vultures.

They pulled the rest of the child’s limbs
and torso from underneath charred beams,

when they found her head, eyes wide open,
they tried to close them,

as if they were trying to spare her the truth
before they placed her remains on the donkey cart.