Shoug Basem Mukhaimar

An Unfinished Cup

They say the place has grown hollow,that memory cannot take root among ruins.But I—every time I close my eyes,I find your coffee cup still sitting there, unfinished,just like our lives …

SUSPENDED

Shoug Basem Mukhaimar, Ahmed Header Ashour

Woman in an ambulance hiding her face as if in tears with a bloody corpse in front of her.

We wait—not because we expect peace,but because the bombing leaves us no other choice. We wait like one who hides a wound beneath the mud,Like one who buries their cry …