Sent from a town of broken stones

From this boat of the day,
bodies on the beach by age.

Red football strip boy, market chic girl
looking ready to wake up.

Amira once laughed at a goat kicking a football
when Jamal ran to get water

Now pictures,
scrolled past
at breakfast catch-up.

Broad lapel suit man,
hands hard from field work.

Quasim who loved the sound of birds
above the cold springs of Ain al-Fijah

Now just a job saved.

Woman in simple black.

Anwar who closed windows to dance
with bare feet.

Now a voice without words.

Writers for Calais Refugees