Under Siege, Young Gazans Take Up The Reins

Leaning into the camera on her laptop, Mais Saqqa, a 24-year-old female fixer who has a bachelors degree in English, brims with excitement as she chatters on about her riding lesson earlier that day. Ms. Saqqa speaks with impeccable clarity, despite never having been outside of Gaza, let alone to an English speaking country. Nearly…

Unmapped Issue 37: The Night Watch

The wind whips mercilessly, pushing discarded thermal blankets and empty water bottles down the dirt road and over the edge of the cliffs. The only light comes from the full moon, and the twinkling of civilization 4km across the Aegean in Turkey. As we stand at the highest point on the island of Lesbos, binoculars to our eyes, we wait for…

Unmapped Issue 26: Merry Christmas Mobarak

“It’s going to be a small Christmas this year,” my mother promises, for the fifteenth year in a row: it’s a promise that she and my father can never keep, and no one takes her seriously this year either. It’s not so much the mountain of gifts that make us doubt her promise each year, but…

Unmapped Issue 9: Uneasy In Istanbul

I awoke with a coldness running through my veins and the hair on the back of my neck standing on end. My heartbeat was so loud it left a ringing in my ears and the adrenaline pumping through my body was starting to make my limbs tremble. The sound of choking, which I thought was…