Featured poet for May

Farewell

After a year of waiting,

I realized that you were

never coming back.

And I realized, too,

that you were never

buried.

You have no grave for me

to visit.

So how am I supposed

to bear this?

We in Gaza

have no right to visit

graves,

because we have no

bodies,

because we have no

graves,

because we have no

farewell.

My mother learned of my

brother’s martyrdom

from his clothes,

which we found by

chance in the street,

covered with the marks of

dogs.

Then she screamed:

“These are my son’s

clothes.

I know them well

I used to wash them

with my own hands.”

Amera Attiya Abu Al-Husain

Amera Atiya Abu Alhusien, is a 21-year-old from the Gaza Strip, Palestine. She is a translation student and writer who believes in the power of language to convey truth and connect cultures. Amera writes to document reality and express the human experience, especially in difficult circumstances. She writes to remind the world that they are not just numbers, but people with voices and stories that deserve to be heard.

Amera contacted The Writing School Online and asked if we would share her work on the website. Her poem is below.