Dodging massacre after massacre, a family realizes that no place in Gaza is safe.

A young man and his family, seeking to escape death in north Gaza, meet death on the road.

The way to endure life is to wear a fake smile and convince yourself that this is just a nightmare.

In the Rafah displacement camps, people improvise to find joy and tranquility during the holiest of Muslim holidays.

My friends and I had premonitions that something terrible would happen. Little did we know how genocidal it would be.

Daily searches for food and water, bombings in the night, forced relocation. To survive, we hold onto hope.

A tribute to all of the migrants, desperate for a better life.

The tragedy of the Rohingyas reminds me of the experience of my great-grandfather’s generation during the Palestinian exodus.