Even When You Look Away, It Happens Anyway: Bearing Witness in Qalandiya

By Palestine Chronicle Staff  

I covered my face, as if that simple gesture might somehow make it all vanish. It was as if, by refusing to look, I could stop it from existing—not just in my mind, but in the world.

The volleys beat again, and again, and again—until the air shook, until the hearts of everyone around us trembled.

“The army has invaded the camp,” said an acquaintance,…