On November 13, the Un-Islamic State attacks flooded Facebook walls, Twitter pages, and breaking news flashes on television. As if to counter, a second wave of angry Facebook posts then came with news of the attack in Beirut on November the 12th which had not been as popularly shared or discussed on major news centers…
See, my name is Samra Samra Kesinovic. By now, the letters that string together into the formation of my name Have disappeared into the horizons of numbers and numbers ticking into television screens, tallied dashes, And flying announcements. “One gone!” the media screeches! “Never Come back!” they cry. See, my name is Samra and my…
How quickly we dip our fingers into the pools of blood of our Muslim Brothers and Sisters, and bite into the flesh of our dead Brothers, The ways in which we use our sharpened nails to pinch Through the skins of esteem and floating dreams, Through the hopes that soar above our eyes and heavy…
February 16, 21 years after the independence of Bosnia in the bloody genocide where Chetnik Serbs slaughtered women, men, and children for the sake of the “Greater Serbia,” the first Bosnian was registered as a Bosnian. The number of tweets about this: not enough to make it trending or show up. Number of Facebook posts…