A Special Pain Called Growth

My best friend at university had this massive, daunting book that had us hunched over it with wide eyes and exclamations of “that’s so accurate!” on many pizza-fuelled sleepless nights. Each page of this book was titled a different date of the year, followed by a detailed explanation of what people born on that date…

For Beirut

On August 4, 2020, my words escaped me. Abandoned me, speechless, with a heart full of rubble and a mind shattered to pieces. It’s been seven long, heavy days since the Beirut blast glued us all to our screens, and I still sit here, lost, words nowhere to be found. I’m still struggling to piece…