Every Gazan student in Ireland is haunted by what they cannot express

We are like children in the dark, feeling for another being made of flesh and not just a ghost. We tell each other without words: You are still here, writes Abdallah Aljazzar
Every Gazan student in Ireland is haunted by what they cannot express

A tent camp for displaced Palestinians stretches across the Zeitoun neighborhood of Gaza City. Picture: Jehad Alshrafi/AP

O’Connell St in Dublin is a busy place on Saturday morning, especially in the rain. I had come from Maynooth by train to meet my friend Dima, and she had taken the Luas from UCD.

“Meet you by the spire,” I had said.

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