I Am Dalia
I Am Dalia and I was named after your sister. I can see the Suez Canal from where I’m standing and in front of me is a building that’s never going to get finished. Just full of empty dark frames where windows should be. Everything is not in line here, the walls, the roads, even the minds of the people around me. I don’t really get it. I am Dalia and I am dreaming of all the places the boats drifting through the sand are going to. I am Dalia and I know there has to be more to life than this. I am Dalia, but I’m not an adult yet, so who’s listening to me?