Do Gazans truly die when their body is not whole or cannot be found and when they cannot be properly grieved?
The scent of bread baking, the sounds of marketplace vendors, family celebrations — the war has taken them all away.
If it were not for the Nakba, / May 15 might be a sunny day.
A group of four best friends is torn apart by the war in Gaza.
Our homes and dreams are shattered, we are left with our lives in fragments, and we hang by a thread to hope.
At the end of the road I see you, standing tall. Why are you fading?
Today, Essa welcomes Ouda / at the door of Jannah.
Two Palestinians meet via social media and find strength in their communications.
When the hardships of occupation and war fray nerves and emotions, friendships are tested.
As the Beatles once sang, “I get by with a little help from my friends.” I have a very special friend who lights up even the grayest of days.
A friendship strengthened the self-esteem of a bullied but beautiful boy.
I learned from Winnie the Pooh that life is better with a friend.
