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There’s a dangerous temptation when writing about refugees: to reduce them to victims. It happens even with the best intentions.

There are wounds that don’t bleed. They appear in silence, in hesitation, in the way someone pauses before answering a

Syria is often spoken about in the past tense. In news cycles and political debates, it’s reduced to ruins and

I don’t always write about Syria directly. But Syria is always in what I write. You can feel it in

There’s a moment every writer dreads when you stare at a character on the page and realize you might be

There’s something about watching a character fall apart and slowly rebuild themselves. That always gets to me. Perhaps it’s because

Growing up in Syria, I was immersed in stories—those told by my family, whispered in the streets, and broadcasted over

Books have always been more than just stories to me; they’ve been companions, mentors, and mirrors reflecting parts of myself

Introduction You don’t choose the country you’re born into. But it does, in many ways, choose the stories you end