we are not numbers

emerging writers from Palestine tell their stories and advocate for their human rights

When it rains blood

Watermelon slices in front of "From the river to the sea."

But whatever you do / do not look up at the sky / That gray sky with its black clouds.

History’s lost page

Palestinians circa 1948 walking down road as they are being displaced.

Once upon a time / In a land not so far / A people lived in peace / How pure they truly are!

Echoes of wars’ nights

Mother weeping over a shrouded child, with Palestinian flag in background.

Hush! Listen closely! Can you hear someone’s last breath / Can you hear it? Can you feel it? / Can you imagine it?