If you’ve ever tried to explain Syria’s complex present without touching on its colonial past, you’ll find it doesn’t quite
If you’ve ever tried to explain Syria’s complex present without touching on its colonial past, you’ll find it doesn’t quite
Over the years, I’ve received many letters, some from young readers in the diaspora, others from older Syrians who left
Sometimes, I receive messages from readers asking me why my stories no longer feel like they used to, why the
If there’s one question I return to often, both in life and in literature, it’s this: What happens to a
Over the years, I’ve received countless messages, some sent quietly by email, others left as public comments on social media.
When a city crumbles, you don’t just lose buildings, you lose the echoes. The morning calls to prayer. The chatter
When I first stood in the shadow of Palmyra’s ancient columns as a child, I didn’t yet understand what they
In the aftermath of war, there’s always a question: what comes first, accountability or healing? For Syria, a nation carrying
I grew up surrounded by color, Damascene courtyards painted with jasmine, old books stacked in my father’s study, calligraphy that