we are not numbers

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

Tag: father

A letter to my dad

When he left home that day, I had no idea we'd never see him again. Now, my father is a feeling inside I carry with me everywhere.

March 23, 2022

Seven years was not enough

I imagine more than remember my father. But I know he had a big heart.

September 21, 2020

I was born ‘Gaza-stalgic’

When the world's quarantine is over, I still will long to return home.

May 2, 2020

I try to kill my pain

"At night, an aching absence awakens me. That burning won’t leave me alone." The hole I feel is the gap left by my father.

September 23, 2017