
You think I’m here to die. You think that’s all we know how to do, Bleed, bury, break. But listen – I grow things; Tomatoes…

What trouble does the moon bring me at ten? Life’s racing my heart again. The ticks are getting louder, With that anxious clowder Clouds growl…

There’s always something different at the start of a new day; the air shifts and time resets. The stubborn illusion of change replays the same…

I am a writer – a great great writer. Words bend to my will and I move them around like puppets. I am a great…

،قد أتى عيد الميلادِ يا حبيبتي…وأُضيئت الأشجارولكني لا أعلم أيَّ نجمةٍأضاءتهم ،قد أتى عيد الميلاد— وأتى الشتاء لكن في قلبيلم يرحل يومًا ،قد أتى عيد…

Today, dear reader, I think it’s time to lift the curtain a little and let you in on a part of my life I usually…

Palestinian-Lebanese Multidisciplinary artist based in Beirut, Ibrahim is a Creative Lead by practice, and an art by nature. He has worked with multinational and regional…

أنا أحاول، أحاول، أحاول، أحاول، أحاول، كم مرة قلتها؟ ،أنا حقًا أحاول ألا ترى عَرَقَ جَبِيني وأنا أنظر للمدى منتظرًا النتيجة؟ ألا تسمع دقات قلبي؟…

Damned dreams They hold me back, they scare me off, they pin me down, they lock me in… Those damned dreams – Unattainable dreams. Endless…