Outside the Kuwaiti Hospital
at Rafah are two dead
men, healthworkers,
on the ground
sprawled, living bodies
turned cooling flesh,
their time to be raised
on stretchers, like they
have raised other dead
killed by Israel. And
the hospital, now
out of operation.
28.05.2024
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