THE ARCHITECTURE OF DISPLACEMENT Stir up hope Soothe despair What I mean is Back then, trains were like things that had vanished Yet they’re so useful now We’re living…
I am from East Turkestan. I was born in the lands where one of the worlds’ most silent, but also the most violent persecutions took place. I am 22. One…
In Damascus The stranger sleeps in his shadow Standing like a minaret in the bed of eternity Not longing for anyone or any place. Mahmoud Darwish Yes. I am writing…