Can he rewind/Lean in another direction/To dodge the bullet?

He called them “hits” and “targets.” I called them friends.

He called them “hits” and “targets.” I called them friends.

Emad disappeared at the Gaza border, then returned a year later—in a body bag.

Hussein was shot for selling drinks.

We are a generation for whom a routine pastime is attending funerals.

Here is why I keep going to the border to protest.

I will never leave my cemetery-prison until it is once again a paradise.

A bloody photo goes viral. Here is the back story.

A letter from one sightless Palestinian to another is the essence of solidarity.

Despite public perception, women are active in the Gaza border protests.

In response to Israel’s threats, Gazans say we demand more than you offer.