On the ground, on stretchers, in body bags, in sacks. Bodies abandoned on a floor whose color is no longer even guessed, dirty as it is with blood, fluids, sand. Thrown away like things, like garbage, until the corridors are filled, the rooms are saturated, the deposits. In the morgue of Sfax there is no longer even room for respect for death.
Tunisia, those dead at sea left to rot in the Sfax morgue