"Sawreena, sawreena!" The boys run toward me with enthusiasm, eager to show off something they’re proud of. They dive off the rocks and into the sea, glancing back to ensure I’m ready to capture them on camera. I’m in Dalieh near the Raouché rocks. It's a slow and lazy July afternoon. The air is thick and heavy with humidity; my hair is salty from the sea breeze.
I feel safe here.
Text excerpt from Beirut, a memory by Tanya Traboulsi
A SEA APART
by Tanya Traboulsi
Out Of Place Books
60pp / 156 x 234mm
Perfect Bound / Swiss Bound Cover
Gold foil on Vintage Pink Manilla
Tipped-in Lab Print
Folded text insert (French, English & Arabic)
Texts by Sabyl Ghoussoub and Tanya Traboulsi
