A letter to the privileged: Can you hear us?
While taking a break from readings in preparation for one of my law classes, I log onto Facebook and freeze at what I see.
At...
Navigating the year of ‘Zoom University’
The first day of classes is always nerve-racking. Trying to find where your lectures are, not knowing anyone in your class or even trying...
Pressed: A Poem
Happiness doesn’t write good poetry
is something I thought
once
when I was happy.
Pressing flowers between the pages
of a love that felt
like forget-me-nots
like it was the beginning
...
The start of treachery: Remembering the Rabaa and Nahda massacres
Who would have thought that 12 hours could change one’s life dramatically? I didn’t, until it happened to me. When I was 13 years...
A letter to my pre-pandemic self
I would have never thought I would be writing this letter to you, it's really the last thing I ever expected. For some reason,...
