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Book Review: Mornings in Jenin
There are no words that can do this book justice, especially not at a time when the people of Gaza are being brutally bombed, starved…
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Too Late, Too Shallow
I didn’t dip my toes— I dove… Headfirst,into blackwater cold. Where sound foldsand light forgets your name. I opened my chest like a wound,let salt…
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Adnan, Unredacted: The Idiot Behind This
I’ve been trying to write lists to control my thoughts: 1. Drink water. 2. Pay rent. 3. Make enough money to pay rent? 4. Do…
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Beeswax Wings
Maybe Icarus knew. Before his demise, his inevitable fall, maybe he knew that loving means sacrifice. Maybe he knew that if you wish to be…
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Baptism of the Soul
The smell of earth just after rain feels so new again and again; Each scent bestows fresh rebirth, Diffusing from raindrops tipping with mirth; I…
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Rice Wasn’t Like the Others
When the gunfire echoed through the valley that day, the dogs barked, the cats scattered, and the birds fled. Even the wind felt afraid. But…
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Book Review: Bitter Orange Tree
I haven’t read a book as captivating as Bitter Orange Tree by Jokha Alharthi in a really long time. Through prose that is delicate, the…
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Smoke on a Lightbulb
The light-bulb outside my bedroom door was flickering when I first moved in. All the rest were fine, so I simply avoided it. I reasoned…
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Fifteen Years Later
Summer had just ended, and it was time to bring out my winter clothes. I had so much work to do – sorting out what…
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Presence After Absence
How is it that your absence lingers shorter than your presence wanes? Fewer breaths than it takes smoke to rise from crushed remains, Fewer beats…