Go See What Happened to My City, Then You’ll Know How I Am
Homs is the name of my city.
Once it was the capital of the Syrian Revolution and in all the newspaper headlines. In its neighborhoods and alleyways, the rebels held out against government forces for years. Many buildings were flattened or shot full of holes. In the end, as everyone knows, the government took back what was left.
Even before Vladimir Putin invaded Ukraine, the world had moved on from Homs. One of the most destroyed cities in Syria became a footnote. But not to me.
I left Syria in November 2011. Peaceful protests were sweeping across the city but they had been met with brutal violence.… Seguir leyendo »