I close my eyes and imagine…

How I learned that I belonged in a “category.”

Every young boy deserves to know where his home is.

From the Nakba to Oslo, different generations of Palestinians have endured trauma, and fought back.

Is there a stronger love than the love you feel for a land you cannot see or visit?

Palestinians in Gaza are planning a massive demonstration beginning March 30 and extending through May 15.

I had heard stories about people living in the Gaza cemetery, and then I discovered it was true.

I looked at the woman’s wrinkled face, and in it I read the history of Palestine.

Sixty-nine years is a long time, but Palestinians everywhere are not giving up the dream of returning to our homeland.

I am still waiting, still living with the key of my old home, and I will die holding it.