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The Lesson

  • New Square
  • 18 hours ago
  • 1 min read

Brad Davis


from a photograph by Dawoud Abu


The guitar’s warm wood resonates

with each tentative pluck and strum.


The child’s shoulders slump forward,

eyes trained on the teacher’s fingers—


the wall behind them pocked with 

what looks like bullet holes. This 


is Gaza City, and the two of them are 

translating their sadness—the heavy 


prayer of thin, disappearing bodies—

into what gunfire will never drown out.



Photograph: Dawoud Abu Alkas/Reuters

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