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It’s hard to break the words from recurring in my thoughts. I first saw them one day, not too long ago. It would have been a random day, if not for the constant barrage of bombs and artillery dropping as part of Operation Cast Lead. Israel’s current military incursion into the Gaza Strip had continued [...]
After walking for twenty minutes outside of Beit Jala, around a terraced mountainside and down a dirt road, we arrived at the small cave on a hillside overlooking the Green Line. Without the knowledge of fickle political boundaries or random imaginary lines, it’s simply a shack on a beautiful hillside, on the edge of the [...]
I was sitting along the limestone path, tearing bits of cardboard and throwing them into a trench when I heard the sound of a jet engine rumbling through the valleys. The sound reverberated across the terraced mountainsides of Beit Sahour, where it’s not uncommon to hear echoes from the offensive in Gaza. I sat in [...]
I spend my time trying not to engage in nasty arguments or drawn out fights about any situation, no matter how important or grave they may be. I much prefer to vote with my feet.
It’s a phrase that I first heard from my college poetry professor. It was a new notion to most of the [...]
