The vocabulary of my younger sister, born in 2023, is laced with words of destruction.

A birthday celebration for my sister is one modest example of how life endures among broken streets and destroyed structures.

Lonely, I walk through my sorrowful land / Where dreams are throttled by a harsh hand.

You scroll and witness a child chasing a water truck / your heart shatters in the silent chase.

Stolen childhoods remain lost forever, and broken souls carry wounds that time cannot heal.

She wished she could tuck Janan back into her womb / hide her from the world’s cruelty, keep her safe.

For my brother Hassan, the sounds of war are a full-scale physical and psychological assault, trapping him in a state of constant terror.

I am only / a child / but my red shoes lie buried / beneath the broken wall. 

After our house was destroyed, I transformed our shelter tent into a classroom to teach children who had been deprived of education.

Step into any one of Gaza’s crumbling hospitals to witness first-hand the scale of the unfolding health catastrophe.

A young boy’s wishes on the blessed Day of Arafah speak not only for his family and friends but for everyone in Gaza amid war and famine.

Movie events provide a spark of light and a screen of hope amid the trauma of displacement.