love is what we are about, my darling," she says. "Not even in death has our love faded, for I live in your veins.
Susan AbulhawaIsraeli occupation exposes us very young to the extremes of our emotions, until we cannot feel except in the extreme.
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 AbulhawaDo you know, Mother, that Haj Salem was buried alive in his home? Does he tell you stories in heaven now? I wish I had had a chance to meet him. To see his toothless grin and touch his leathery skin. To beg him, as you did in your youth, for a story from our Palestine. He was over one hundred years old, Mother. To have lived so long, only to be crushed to death by a bulldozer. Is this what it means to be Palestinian?
Susan Abulhawa