"Another Gaza Reel" by Haleh Liza Gafori

Another child in Gaza—unseeable under rubble,
but for one arm
jutting out of sharp and rocky ruins,

her fingers curling and uncurling.

She must have heard the man calling out—
here to lift
hunks of a building off of the living—
he hopes — calling out again and again,

is anyone here? is anyone alive?

Her fingers answer.
Her fingers are her mouth and tongue now,
curling and uncurling, they call out,

I’m here, over here, I’m here, right here,
I’m here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here,
here,