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

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Tag: displacement/evacuation

A woman in a graduation gown.

Rahaf’s unyielding determination

A Gazan student defies war’s obstacles to chase her dream of studying medicine.
Ohood Nassar
    A woman looking out of a tent with a muddy pathway in front.

    A prisoner of last winter’s frozen memories

    For wartime evacuees, the cold season is full of cruel experiences, unlike past winters fondly remembered.
    Haneen Alisawi
      Two hands reaching for each other against a dark background.

      I survived the Corridor of Death

      Families driven from their homes in the north were promised safe passage to the south; they were sent into a nightmare.
      Rifqa Hijazi
      • Gaza Strip
      A blue tent in muddy surroundings.

      Life in a displacement camp

      Hadeel has been forced to move multiple times, each time to a new camp, new tent, and new neighbors she does not know.
      Hadeel Awad
        Woman using clay stove.

        Another winter in a displacement camp

        Heavy rain showers flooded our tents a few days ago, destroying what little we have, giving us a taste of what is to come.
        Hadeel Awad

          Innocent victims, killed and buried without farewell

          ‘Perhaps Mahmoud couldn’t bear life without his brother, but how can we bear the loss of them both?’
          Refaat Ibrahim
            Palestinians circa 1948 walking down road as they are being displaced.

            History’s lost page

            Once upon a time / In a land not so far / A people lived in peace / How pure they truly are!
            Ahmed Dader
              Three old books with titles, Gloomy, Sanguine, and A Story of Survival.

              A gloomy, sanguine story of survival

              Invincible in his tank, the soldier aimed at any living thing. We survived and despite everything, cling to the possibility of hope.
              Malak Hani AlSweirki
                Young man taking selfie with father.

                I wish I were a bird

                I want to fly to my brother, to my father, to my sister, who have all been separated from me by Israel’s war on Gaza.
                Yusuf El-Mobayed
                  A car with suitcases tied to the top.

                  I left my heart in Gaza

                  Escaping Gaza has been a journey into the unknown, a quest for safety wrapped in pain and guilt. Was I right to leave?
                  Munia Jamal Abusayma
                    Womans legs and hands next to empty plate.

                    Gazans face empty plates filled with anger

                    When the people of Gaza have nothing to eat, they fill their bellies with their raw emotions.
                    Eva Abu Mariam
                      A beautiful neighborhood as seen from above.

                      The North of Gaza calls me back home

                      I am one of those who evacuated to the south and returned to the north of Gaza, to Al-Rimal, where I remain.
                      Dalia