Queen of Our Clan

A strong, warm and wrinkled body, with a mind of gold and a heart of honey. Sweet, beautiful and loud. She yelled about her freedom, her independence and right to live as her own person She taught my DNA feminism and is the walking embodiment of it. I don't think I ever understood how an... Continue Reading →

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In The Deep Blue I Was Reborn

I dove straight through the deep, dark blue, slippery sea. I dove under and held my breath till my head got lighter and things started getting dark. Slowly I took my head out of the water,  I gulped my first breath of fresh salty air. I was reborn. I lied on the blue slippery velvet... Continue Reading →

Home

What is it? A place, people, memories. I am not sure If it’s a physical thing that I can lay my hands on. I think, so far, I recognize home by feeling it. I feel home. I feel home when I am safe being myself unapologetically and fearlessly. That’s how I define this thing we... Continue Reading →

In Fifteen days… Home

I find it hard as I sit on my grey soft and bumpy coach, with my legs rested on the coffee table uncomfortably and back crunched in to the pillow curved to perfection taking the shape of my back To imagine that in 15 days I will be home. After 11 months of being here... Continue Reading →

Just Do It

I've been struggling the last few days with coming back here and writing. Whenever I sit down to write, I blank. It could be because I've had a lot on my mind, I am too busy thinking about the beautiful weather here or reminiscing about memories of last summer with my family. I don't know,... Continue Reading →

Are You Even an Environmentalist?

GO VEGAN! Or at least be conscious of your meat consumption, soooo Semi Vegan?? Okay, no I am not here to guilt trip you into going vegan, or maybe I am??? What I am going to do is lay down the facts, and if you feel defensive or guilty then do your research, because there... Continue Reading →

What’s Eating you?

This is an attempt at a short story, it's an invitation into the mind of an anorexic. So let us begin. Being anorexic feels like you suddenly stop belonging to everything that is real, and you start constantly wanting to belong to an idea of a body. You get lost in that idea, you stop... Continue Reading →

My Own Masterpiece Of A Language

Imagine being around people, who you can't speak or understand their language. Everything they utter is foreign to you, but their heart isn't. You're able to let them know exactly what you want and they tell you, without a word spoken. You tell them stories, joke , laugh and cry together; all without uttering a... Continue Reading →

Will I ever Belong?

This is the first of the coming posts this month on belonging. It speaks to my loss, about how to belong to Palestine. A place that's very much a part of me, but I was never a part of it. It's my second try at poetry, I hope you guys enjoy send me your thoughts... Continue Reading →

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