It was from my ex-boyfriend in Damascus.

When the editor of Artikel14 magazine contacted me to write an article about love, I got excited and afraid at the same time. Excited, because LOVE is always my hot topic as I believe that all that human beings need is love, but it seems that we need more this. No inspiration to write about…

Kalles, Kalled, Khaled Kaviar

By: Khaled Alesmael Nice to meet you Kalles! I met Kalles inside the supermarket for the first time. It was, precisely, on the day before I applied for asylum at the migration office – June 2014 in Malmö. Let me briefly tell you what happened on that day; “I am looking for cheese to buy…

THE IRAQI BEAR

  Khaled Alesmael is meeting the Iraqi Bear. “Today and after two years in here, I don’t recognize myself. Even the mirror doesn’t”    @Growlr! The gay bear social networks are almost empty in Sweden. Sometimes, I reach the bear gays in the neighborhood countries particularly Norway and Denmark. But it seems that there are…

Happy Ramadan and enjoy the fika my dear brother!

I don’t miss my family as much as I do in Ramadan, I feel so close to them and attached despite the distance. The only way to close to them and share the feeling that I try to fast as I can. This Ramadan, I have done a strange thing, Inspiring by a poem written…

Between Sweden & Syria, Video-calls Every Sunday

I was in Halmstad last autumn; I went on a journalistic mission to interview an Afghan asylum seeker living in the asylum seekers’ accommodation, the purpose was to talk about the reason for rejecting most of the Afghans’ asylum applications in Sweden or deporting them. It was Sunday when all cities in the world are…

Gay Integration in Sweden!

                    “It is not easy to write about integration in Sweden if you would not have the opportunity to integrate” This was what Mizo’s answer when I asked him to write his life and the integration in Sweden as a newcomer. Mizo is 21 years old, he was a student in law at Damascus University….

The Vegetables’ Diary

            In our house, everything had a copybook. Beginning with the shopkeeper’s monthly economic book, the provisioning notebook, the family notebook, the salary notebook, the telephone directory and the dictation notebook in my school bag. All these notebooks have the same ending – the nearest falafel shop in the neighborhood. They will use the paper…