Write my name on my leg, Mama Use the black permanent marker with the ink that doesn’t bleed if it gets wet, the one that doesn’t melt if it’s exposed to heat
Write my name on my leg, Mama Make the lines thick and clear Add your special flourishes so I can take comfort in seeing my mama’s handwriting when I go to sleep
Write my name on my leg, Mama and on the legs of my sisters and brothers This way we will belong together This way we will be known as your children
Write my name on my leg, Mama and please write your name and Baba’s name on your legs, too so we will be remembered as a family
Write my name on my leg, Mama Don’t add any numbers like when I was born or the address of our home I don’t want the world to list me as a number I have a name and I am not a number
Write my name on my leg, Mama When the bomb hits our house When the walls crush our skulls and bones our legs will tell our story, how there was nowhere for us to run
“Some parents in Gaza have resorted to writing their children’s names on their legs to help identify them should either they or the children be killed.” —CNN, 10/22/2023