I walk into a building, followed by two men in their forties. The three of us are standing, waiting for the elevator. One of the men is talking on the phone, not paying any attention to me. The other one: staring at me in a creepy way, not taking his eyes off my body. I… Read More To be a woman in the public sphere.
English and Arabic this is my body wounded, ripped, ruptured, bleeding. It’s been made a battlefield. But today, I reclaim it. And one day, it will heal. هذا جسدي المجروح، النازف والممزق والذي قد جعلوا منه ساحة حرب اليوم، سأدوّن ملكيّتي على جسدي، سأضمّد جراحه وفي يوم ما سيصبح معافى . #meToo #healing #وأنا_كمان #تسكتيش Tuskuteesh (don’t remain… Read More #MeToo – I’m a survivor of sexual violence
As a feminist activist, I am contacted regularly by international volunteers, interns, and researchers who are doing research on feminism. I usually don’t like the end result, as my quotes are all too often taken out of context. This time, however, I was glad that the researcher made extra effort and worked with me, meeting… Read More Interview with me about my feminist activism
I wrote this poem two days after my friend, Ahmed, who was protesting non-violently in Al Quds (I had his live-stream where I could hear him shouting “We are non-violent” both in English and Hebrew). In another live-stream, he tried to get inside Al Maqased hospital to donate blood, and in return, he got a… Read More calling Jerusalem Haifa Amman
a poem I wrote in August 2016, to which I added now a visual element If you enjoy my writing, please consider supporting my work: www.patreon.com/khulud_khamis
One of the most difficult issues to write about – for me – is sexual assault, especially when it comes to detailing a scene. I’ve been struggling with this scene for the last week, ending up with three versions. The first version ended up – quite unsurprisingly – something that we would wish could happen… Read More the last time – three versions
Every story, every testimony of sexual violence that arrives at تسكتيش Tuskuteesh (don’t remain silent: a safe space for Arab women to share testimonies of sexual violence), brings up yet another, and another memory. I realize that as a woman, I’ve been exposed to so many incidents of sexual harassment throughout my life that I… Read More What we are forbidden to talk about