Memory Still Speaks
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Category: Living Memory
When humanity failed us
July was different this time.
It wasn’t the summer heat that exhausted me, but something far heavier—something that sat on my chest like a stone that refused to be lifted.
Sweida is my home
Didn't we once sing, "Palestine is my home, and the path to my victory"?
July Never Leaves the Memory
July 2025 was not just a point in time in As‑Suwayda, but a moment that left a deep mark on the memory of many of its people.
July... One Year Since the Tragedy
A year has passed since the July events in As-Suwayda, yet memory has not closed its pages.
July that never ended
I write these words today not to recount a story from the past, but to give voice to a pain and a pride that still pulse...
I Was One of You
I, too, was displaced… And if I see things differently today, it is because I have lived them, not because I say them.
Memory has faces that do not need words
Some experiences words cannot carry, so they seek another language.