Zêdan Xelef

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Displaced from his home by the Islamic State’s attempt to exterminate the Êzîdî, Zêdan Xelef (b. 1995, Izêr) arrived with his family to the Chamishko IDP camp in late 2014. His current projects include translating Whitman’s Song of Myself into Kurmanji.

I Can at Least Be a Stumbling Block: A Conversation with Taha Khalil
By David Shook , By Zêdan Xelef
Winter 2020
David Shook, Zêdan Xelef
paintings by taha khalil / acrylic on canvas / courtesy of the artist Over the past several weeks, we corresponded with the multifaceted Rojava writer Taha Khalil, as he worked both in Qamishlo, R…
Three Poems from Rojava, Syria
By Taha Khalil
Winter 2020
Taha Khalil
Taha Khalil, Untitled, acrylic on canvas Scapegoat And the knife is in your hand You look just like Abraham, our prophet I’m your old, old Ishmael. Captivity Late at night As if I’m a w…