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RUMMANIYEH
I remember a woman hovering over her olive-wood-fashioned board, buried under fresh pomegranates and eggplants for the preparation…
PAKISTANI IMPROV
If there is a Couchsurfing destination par excellence, it is Pakistan. I can’t think of a nation…
Beirut: On Weathering Wars
Beirut often feels like a ghost town. Streets that used to be lined with party-goers and late-diners are…
The Ghost of My Grandfather
أعاتبُ طيفهُ إن لم يزرني لعل الطيف أوعى للعتابِ “I chide his specter if he doesn’t visit…
Laid Off
I reported to a place about ten miles from the main campus for two or three weeks of…
Where Ruin Becomes Form: A Poetics of Fragment and Survival
While reading Against Forgetting, Carolyn Forché’s anthology of twentieth-century poetry written in the shadow of war, repression, and…
Essay two: Excelling as Defiance: The Early Life of Doria Shafik
I began my journey into the life of Dr. Doria Shafik more than three years ago. Throughout these…
Holding a Shard with Tenderness
Review of I Can Imagine It For Us by Mai Serhan I had been waiting a long time…
Green Country
The nightingale warbled in the trees. In October, the ancient eucalyptus trees were evergreen and ribbons of bark…
Remembering the Egyptian Novelist Sonallah Ibrahim: “Taking a Scalpel to the Communist Dream”
When I first met Sonallah Ibrahim (August 3, 1937–August 13, 2025) in 2016—the Egyptian novelist with his shock…