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Tag: home

A living room.

Home

It's cold outside. / It has now been two weeks, / Three days, perhaps seven hours, / That I became houseless.
Ahmed Dader
    Bedroom with hearts on the wall and stars on the bedspread.

    My home forever vanished

    Displacement now defines my life, while warmth and safety are only memories buried under the rubble.
    Amal Alhattab
      Damaged house being rebuilt.

      Rebuilding a beloved home

      A family rebuilds its home in Gaza, only to be forced to leave it, and perhaps lose it, it again.
      Jumana Taiseer Mughari
        Back of truck with several children gazing at the street behind them.

        Evacuation is more than just a word

        The lived experience of moving from part of Gaza to another is heavy with fear, longing, loss, and horror.
        Asmaa Rafiq Kuheil
          An apartment door with welcome mat that says "hello!"

          Memories in the rubble

          Portraits of my family lined the walls / the scent of lavender in the corridors / colorful toys in a box on the floor.
          Yasmin Abusayma
            Woman with backpack standing in an indoor atrium.

            The new Gaza

            I heard the voice of myself / in the middle of war and death / wondering if I was a ghost.
            Nadera Raied Mushtha
              Looking outward from inside building with destroyed walls.

              Where is our home?

              ‘The house had no recognizable features, nothing was in its place, and nothing appeared salvageable.’
              Wejdan Wajdy Abu Shammala
                Shoreline in Gaza.

                Haunted by suffering, held by hope

                The dream of returning to a normal life in northern Gaza fuels my endurance.
                Huda Skaik
                  moon shining above the wall of a house.

                  My house has been bombed four times, but it is still home

                  ‘If I survive this genocide, I promise that I will rebuild our home again and make it more beautiful than ever!’
                  Yusuf El-Mobayed
                    Pencil sketch of sparrow.

                    Nest of diaspora

                    In a corner of our rented third-story house / Clay stuck to straw / A home for a future family
                    Sara Alsweirki
                      A young woman sitting near backpacks.

                      ‘The life we live now is devoid of meaning’

                      Israel turned a beautiful existence into a charred nightmare.
                      Aya Al-Hattab
                      • Gaza Strip
                      Lush trees in front of a Gaza home.

                      Echos of our lost home in Gaza

                      Israeli F-16 rockets destroyed a four-generation property that was once alive with family gatherings.
                      Haneen Abo Soad