eight names in big, bold, black letters
stare from posters plastered along the City’s cobbled streets.
Doron Meherete,
twenty-six, from
was he my friend’s brother?
I phone her.
He was her parents’ neighbor, not their son.
I’m happy.
I groan.
Eight boys, Doron
Meherete, 26, Yehonadav
Haim Hirshfeld, 19, Roi Roth, 18, Yochai Lifshitz, 17, Yonathan Yitzchak Eldar,
16, Avraham David Moses, 16, Segev P'niel Avihail, 15, and Neriah Cohen, 15, were murdered in the shooting at
This poem first appeared in The Deronda Review, Spring-Summer 2008