Gaza Weddings by Ibrahim Nasrallah -- Read -- Imperial Library of Trantor

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Cover Title Page Copyright It was one of those heavy nights I told them it was nearly noon Sometimes days go by Jamal! Jamal! Amna, super-neighbor Even martyrs don’t grow up that fast So we can buy the wedding dress What are they bombing today? I’m always at a loss . . . Don’t make me laugh! Why are you always late? I heard her calling I knew it was you Afraid to leave Angels in disguise Who would have thought? If I were blind If I call her, she’ll answer When he was late, she knocked on our door “How could you tell us apart?”

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