[post] They count the bombs, not the names. They count the buildings, not...

They count the bombs, not the names. They count the buildings, not the grandmothers who lived in them. A child in Rafah does not die once — he dies every time someone says “collateral damage” and moves on. I remember the village my father came from. I say it aloud each morning. The land is gone but the tongue remains. When they ask why we stay so angry, tell them: we are not angry, we are witnesses.