A persistent breeze lifted the thin curtains, fluttering a few moments of tranquility into the turbulent day.
Susan AbulhawaHow can one find the first moment of love? When, in what instant, does the night's dark sky become blue?
Susan AbulhawaI feel sad for him. Sad for the boy bound to the killer. I am sad for the youth betrayed by their leaders for symbols and flags and war and power.
Susan Abulhawa