Things that make a hole in my heart
In Gaza, the deliberate leveling of everything beyond the “yellow line” ensures that there is no home to return to.
- Gaza Strip
Nadera Raied Mushtha is a poet and writer who was born and raised in the Shujaiya neighborhood of Gaza City. Her family is originally from Gaza. In the fall of 2023, she started her third year in the English Language Education Department at Islamic University where she was a student of Dr. Refaat Alareer. Since most schools in Gaza have been destroyed during the current war, she has been organizing English classes for children in her neighborhood.
Current as of July 2024
In Gaza, the deliberate leveling of everything beyond the “yellow line” ensures that there is no home to return to.
Israel is opposed to Palestinians becoming educated and learning how to share their opinions with the world.
‘No life without my family / No mornings without my sun, without my home.’
Before, Ramadan was lovely in all its details. Now, it is layered in sadness.
Yesterday, I was young / my little sister, also young.
Enemies / eating the fruit of our trees / wearing our clothes.
Nearly a month after our return, I still haven’t gone to see the ruins of our house in Al-Shuja’iyya. I cannot bear it.
He and she spoke by phone / the night before their wedding / certain their heartbeats/ could end the war/ the endless bombardment, the screams.
Now they have decided to occupy all of Gaza. And the world does what? The world is still silent.
Falafel, za’atar and zaytoon / sat in dishes on tables above the golden sand.
‘Inside me, it felt like someone had shut off all the light,’ Abeer told me. ‘That was when I met Fidaa Hijazi.’
When the war ends / I will paint the city’s walls / With all the colors we forgot.