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A girl holds her hands over
Her eyes. Was the sun bright
Turquoise before the truck drove up?

On August 7 and August 14,
The violent explosions

“I was shaken by what
I saw a young girl moans.”
Windows shattered.
Buildings collapsed. Vehicles
Burst into flames

The shock waves like a bracelet
Of earth quakes. Bodies
Were everywhere, people
Bleeding, running
Dead bodies.

Destroyed buildings. Bloody
Arms digging for
Survivors. In the morgue,
Mutilated bodies, families

Trying to identify
The dead

Even the photographers
Could barely look

  lyn lifshin