Though his own factory was destroyed, he carries on in the goldsmithing trade as a valued mentor.
Injured and twice left for death, Mohammed Nasir focuses on life.
At a musical concert in the middle of a genocide, the atmosphere morphed into something almost unimaginable— one of joy, cheer, and laughter.
When you love a woman from Gaza / you inherit a homeland / without ever touching its soil
If I had the choice / would I wake up somewhere / untouched by grief.
Murals painted by artists on the ruins in Gaza memorialize martyrs, document events, protest the genocide, and proclaim the people’s love of life.
Modest, handmade decorations throughout our tent camp created a joyous atmosphere and delivered the holiday experience to my young son.
My brother built a video game, No Safe Street, that reflects our reality inside Gaza.
Communities find strength as prayers rise from Gaza City’s tent mosques.
In the beginning was the Word, / and the Word was watched, / and the watchers were afraid of it.
Even though the bombs stopped on paper, life in Gaza remains a struggle for the basics of survival.
Playing guitar for and with others became my therapy and my form of resistance.
