IBD
Now that I’ve reached the beginning of recovery, I feel a huge sense of responsibility toward my friends who suffer from the same disease.
We still have time to do something
For our friends who died while trying to grasp life; for Bilal, Sami, Dhirgham, Musa, and many neighbors and relatives; for our homes we will never return to, and the memories buried there.
The night in Gaza was unbearably long
I am Esam. I write for myself, for my family, and for my people. I left Gaza, but Gaza has never left me.
We are presented to the world, with crows tearing at our flesh.
I am from Gaza, and I tell you: We are broken. We are utterly defeated. We are defeated by means of killing, starvation, awareness, education, and life itself.
a cap of tea without sugar
I always felt that something bad was coming I just didn’t know what.
Friday 21 March, 2025
I want all those small things that used to make my heart happy: falafel from Sousi in downtown, hummus from Al-Khazandar, the old café by the Saraya and the sea. The whole sea. I don’t want another place, but all of this is gone!