The ant wishes she could build her home/ at the top of a tall tree/ so no one would mistake it / as a tunnel for Hamas.

As Americans sit down to their Thanksgiving feasts, a Gazan family gives thanks for a few delicious morsels.

I’ve evacuated to the south, but I am helpless here. I can’t even be myself. 

I told myself that the loss of a home wasn’t comparable to the loss of beloved people. But I was lying.

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After Israel’s May 2023 war in Gaza ended, the world moved on. But for people here, the terrible memories linger.

His dreams were killed by the occupation, but his spirit lives on.

Sorrow and depression are not proper guides to living—friends are.