rafah diary

Maruti Naik
Jun 3, 2024


a breeze blows tonight
my little one
across the sea

a few stars are out
keeping me company
just that the
breeze is hotter
the waves angrier
the stars duller
as if everything
has forgotten how
to live

we have started
naming stars after
children we lost
books say, stars
are too many
but then so
are the bullets

just that
the one
with your name
on it
got here first



Maruti Naik

I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write