A Gift from Zhino, the Kurdish Translator at Kara Tepe Refugee Camp: pt. VI.

by Marianne Peel


That next morning
I found the kittens huddled in a nest of grasses,
next to the olive tree.
Eyes open just a little, letting in the light.

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