Antigone rises and holds the envelope against her window. The glass is thick, muffling the noise of Thebes and its war. She reads the invitation again in the moonlight. The envelope is red, or maybe it is green. Someone has been careful with its design. She opens the window and witnesses as best she can. Somewhere beyond the city’s seven gates are her brothers. Somewhere further still, fate. She takes a certain pride in not turning away, but she also fears that it is nothing, the looking.
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Mizna announces Take My Sorrow and Sew Me a Heart Its Size: A Gaza Folio, a special collection of writing and art by Palestinians from Gaza. As guest editor, exiled Gazan poet and Mizna Fellow Yahya Ashour writes in his foreword that this project “is not a substitute for the full reality of what is happening in Gaza, nor does it attempt to resolve any so-called conflict in which the world has chosen to trap and crush us. The truth is as clear as the sun. It blinds those who are forever...
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In my first writing session with Dr. Refaat, I sat there, staring at the blank page. I wrote nothing.
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