In Gaza, the deliberate leveling of everything beyond the “yellow line” ensures that there is no home to return to.
How can an entire city become ‘past’? How can it be written so simply, as if it had never been a living place, filled with people?
Israel’s destruction inside Gaza is forcing displaced people to share rudimentary, unhygienic bathrooms.
My brother built a video game, No Safe Street, that reflects our reality inside Gaza.
Israel’s destruction of Gaza crushed my reading and exercise routines — but now I am reclaiming them.
What happens when the documents proving ownership of our home are destroyed, along with our home?
Photographs fail to convey the anguish and burden that each heart bears.
He receives his math lesson in a space where students and displaced families are crowded together.
Returning home, I stopped, not because of any barrier but because of a feeling that I was about to cross into a place that no longer belonged to the living.
I have traveled a very long road to reach my goal of dual bachelor’s degrees in translation and education.
I am determined to continue my education amidst the scholasticide.
Just as my grandfather was forced off his land in 1948, we were forced from ours in 2025. We live with the hope of returning to our home, as he hoped to return to his.
