Safe Space for Arab Women to Share Experiences of Sexual Violence

Tuskuteesh (Arabic for don’t remain silent, #تسكتيش), a safe space for Arab women to share experiences and testimonies of sexual violence, which I co-founded with my friend and sister in the struggle, Reem Jaramneh, was born out of the dire need to break the silence on this issue, which is still a huge taboo inContinue reading “Safe Space for Arab Women to Share Experiences of Sexual Violence”

stop policing my body

you will not drag my body through your – muddy dirty battlefield. you will not – dress me undress me police me. my body is not the battlefield for your morals – religious or secular. my morals reside in my heart my morals are – not hidden in the folds of my clothes (and justContinue reading “stop policing my body”

Palestinians on the Beach

A few days ago, a post about racism popped up in my newsfeed. It was yet another Palestinian young man who couldn’t rent an apartment in Tel Aviv, because he is an Arab. He saw the apartment, and the landlord agreed to rent it to him. Then, when they met again to sign the contract,Continue reading “Palestinians on the Beach”

Not the article I planned to write

This is not the article I planned to write. I’m writing an article about the dangers and potentials of Facebook activism, after being disillusioned by Facebook, deactivated my account, and then returned to Facebook with new insights. Coming back to Facebook after a while, it feels strange, as if I’m in a new dimension. IContinue reading “Not the article I planned to write”

On Sexual Violence – personal experience

The memories come like a flood. I’m 15 or 16, it’s either July or August. I’m pedalling someone’s bicycle up a one lane road. The road curves and bends. Mostly, it is dark, the shadows of trees thick on the asphalt. As I reach one particular bend, I take a deep in-breath, and speed up.Continue reading “On Sexual Violence – personal experience”