Fiction: Football
I ask if he is making friends… She tells me he has black skin, lifting her arm to show me in case I don’t comprehend the significance.
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The power of Palestinian literature to write wrongs
The power of Palestinian literature lies in its ability to make a word of difference, gradually shifting perceptions and, through them, reality.
Read MoreFICTION: Courting terror
The young Arab stepped out into the torrential downpour in the late-night gloom… Behind him, a trickle of all-night juggernauts whizzed by, oblivious to this out-of-place stranger heading into the darkness beyond the edge of the freeway.
Read MoreFICTION: Losing face on reality TV
The surgeon sliced with his scalpel through the skin of Sven’s face. Before the operation, Sven had not realised that plastic surgery involved so much blood and sweat – he’d assumed it was, well, just cosmetic.
Read MoreMine child: A poem about landmines
In this poem, Khaled Diab explores the devastating effect of landmines on children and how it deprives them of their childhood innocence.
Read MoreFICTION: The seasonal realist
The cockroach makes its way casually up his neck. His body convulses in disgust. It walks along the crack running down the middle of his face – resplendent in its brown armour, its glory redoubled by the reflection of its underside.
Read MoreFICTION: The dead don’t protest
Malak and Salem, fleeing a demonstration broken up by police, take refuge inside a tomb in Cairo’s city of the dead. Confined together too close for comfort, they have to come to terms with their situation – and each other – until a dangerous stranger appears.
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