Fall of Kabul

640 bodies with only room for 150
Bodies crushed together, waiting, hoping, fearing.
Desperate
Bodies trampled in a stampede
Bodies punctured by gunshots
Bodies falling from the sky
Evacuated schools. Empty streets. Deserted embassies.
Women betrayed. Women erased.
Abandonment, in the name of freedom and democracy.

About the Poem

This poem reflects on the fall of Kabul (August 2021).

About the Author

Farah Ali is currently an assistant professor of Hispanic Studies at DePauw University, where she teaches Spanish and linguistics. Her previous creative work has been published in The Citron Review, Flash Fiction Magazine, Sukoon, Cecile’s Writers’ Magazine, Poesia, and in anthologies such as One Hundred Voices, and The Voices of Many Lands.

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