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A Fish Out of Water
Sometimes, patience in love matters more than love itself. As Mahmoud Darwish once wrote, “The…
Tebnine post-ceasefire: Coming Home to Rubble
What does “victory” mean to someone searching for a family photograph among the rubble, or…
I Am a Queen in My Home
When we leave our homes, we do not leave a place behind alone. We leave…
Nothing Can Substitute for a Destroyed Home
More precisely, they have become Hansel’s breadcrumbs, consumed by both enemy and ally, erasing the…
How Can Homelands Strip Away Their Own Children?
I think of all those who were forcibly torn away from their homelands. Does exile…
Our Memories with Hany Shaker’s Songs: Longing to Wash the Homes of Our Southern Lebanon
Hany Shaker’s songs were the sound of those moments when we would sit on the…
“The House Is Gone,” Said my Mother
Today, I see this house as a news item in a bulletin: “Heavy Israeli shelling…
I Left Lebanon for a Future but Hezbollah Pulled Me Back Overnight
I cut my program and returned home because my duty was suddenly not a resume…
“You Who Are Heading to Nabatieh…”
The scenes of Gaza’s annihilation never leave my mind as I count the massacres moving…
Jasmine, Bombs, and the Things We Inherit
There’s something particular about love in Lebanon. It’s not soft. It’s fierce. It’s built through…