Refugee The Diary Of Ali Ismail Apr 2026

Remember that I, Ali Ismail, age sixteen, once had a favorite cup (chipped blue ceramic). I was afraid of spiders. I hated boiled okra. I wanted to be an architect, not because I liked buildings, but because I liked the space between buildings—the shadows where children play.

— Ali

We don’t run away from death. We scoop it out with our finest possessions. refugee the diary of ali ismail

But tonight, I am a cartographer.