One of my top picks for 2016, I stumbled on this on my library's "New Fiction" shelf. This is a stunning book that's been beautifully translated. Displacement and the continuous longing for a home that no longer exists...global themes encapsulated by gorgeous prose such as this:
There is no historical moment in our miserable history, I think. There is nothing. What is called “historical” in history books changes with every coup d’etat and is just bubbles of lies—self-loathing, harm and destruction. These bubbles of lies breed and grow, and words grow alongside them that take our sight away so that we can no longer see devastation. With the seizure of power in Syria, pictures of the old despotism were exchanged for pictures of the new one. The present changed into a sole ruler. People don’t think about the contempt with which they are treated every day. This history repeats itself in every Arab country.