Why Doesn’t the Sky Love Us?
Lisa Suhair Majaj in Amman, Jordan, circa 1968.Photo courtesy of the author. Through the tent flap the child saw bomb-lightstreak the sky, heard the drum of thunderthat was not thunder. She should have beentoo young to grasp the proximity of death,but this was Gaza. She asked her mother pensively, What if I . . .
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