Diar Alkhalo: Top Left: This is called Barat. Barat is made of soil from the holiest Yazidi temple, Lalish. Religious Yazidis at Lalish make the Barat on one night of […]
Samir Khurshid Memory: I carry this photo with me. It is the wedding party of my brother “Noori” when I was in Turkey in 2008 away from my family. I […]
Zainab Al Qasiri: Tito is a member of our family, I could not leave her behind. I think this story is full of humanity. The hardest time of my lifewas […]
Endrious Esho: “My name is Endrious Esho. I am from Nenwah, Iraq. I haven’t brought anything from my home. We left home because of ISIS attack in our areas. We […]
Sarmad Al Mayyah: Memories of My Friends I Left in Baghdad, Iraq. I laugh every time I see this photo… …and at the same time, I am sad because I […]
Khairallah: When I decided to leave my home in Dara’a I closed my door with this key and decided to go back to it and kept my hope with this […]
Ola Helal: This kettle is my favorite. I brought it from my country on 5/29/2008. We like tea, and when we left our home we took this kettle with us.
Hussein Alkhudhari: And when it was Impossible for me to carry my mother; my palm tree and my home; and all those faces that I love; instead I carried my
Iman Shati: This pottery form includes on it many traces from Iraq’s great history, Malyaia Sammarra, Lion of Babylon, Ziggurat Ur, and Ishtar Gate.
Mujtaba Ashour: I am Mujtaba 15 years old, I bought these shoes from Al-Ashar in Basrah 5 years ago. I could not believe that I will travel to USA one […]
Diyar Al Khalo: This picture was taken back on Feb 11, 2013 while I was praying at Lalish temple. I prayed for the whole world to be safe and sound. […]
Susan Birwary: We ate on this plate since childhood and on every holiday until 2005, when I left to go to the south of Iraq, then to Syria, and then […]
Susan Birwary: My father bought this set of coffee cups when he was a young adult, before he was married… in 1945. He was insistent that it would be a […]
Zahra AlKaabi: When I left my country Iraq in 2000, I left everything behind, my photos, my personal stuff, my memories because I just wanted to forget everything about my […]
Schmeiran Oclesho: The morning Dawns, the Sun is up. Children playing. Mothers cooking. My little notebook holds my memory of my friends remembering