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This is the 9mm luger that my mom shot herself with in my room after my sister died
earthquake,
even strong bones cracked then broke.
They drilled our throats and scattered
our limbs—
it was like an anatomy lesson!
They hosed the streets as blood still
ran
like streams crashing down from the
clouds.
زلزال،
متصدع حتى عظام قوية ثم اندلعت .
أنها حفرت رقابنا ومتفرقة
أطرافنا
كان مثل هذا درس التشريح !
أنها مسقي في الشوارع و الدم لا يزال
ركض
مثل تيارات تحطمها أسفل من
غيوم.