Gaza’s Endless Night: ‘We Strive for a Chance to Heal’

By Noor Abu Mariam

We are living in a constant whirlpool of fear, where even temporary safety feels like a mirage. The fear of hunger, of displacement, of becoming mere numbers in an endless list.

The scent of death has returned to my city once again.

Those scenes I despise—mothers bidding farewell to their children near the morgue refrigerators, wives weeping…