« I still have this passion to write. »

In a world that keeps trying to erase voices like Samah Zaqout’s, these words carry the weight of everything - of grief, of resilience, of life that insists on telling itself.

Samah writes from Gaza. She has lost family, home, safety - but not language. Not truth.

And if writing is a form of survival, then listening is the beginning of solidarity.

Her words are not fragments - they are fire. And they are still burning.