Farah Alhaddad is a lawyer and writer based in Amman, Jordan. In a letter to her future self, she once asked, "Wherever I am and whatever I’m doing, am I operating on the amorphous and vague ideals that I want to desperately apply but haven’t actually? I’m talking about preventing, or in the least not participating in the exploitation of others, striving for (economic) justice, working towards a post-colonial, de-colonial, anti-colonial or whatever have you future and existence?" She still doesn't have a confident answer.
Fadia H. Jawdat was born in Beirut, Lebanon of Palestinian parents. She has a B.A. in Fine Arts and a Masters in Communications Design. She currently lives and works in Washington, DC. To learn more, please visit her website: www.fadiajawdat.com.
Baba once mentioned how Palestinians were the patient dough of the Taboon. No matter how much we are kneaded, beaten, and stretched beyond our limits, our capacity for hope is supernatural. Taboon, even burnt beyond recognition, is still Taboon.
He wears winter and searches for another land, / Where he will say to the raining clouds, / To sow the sea in a land other than the one we know. / Hope was the last breath of the traveler, / Hope was his land.