Books are in short supply in Gaza right now. Omar has been saving books during the war and taking him with them through multiple displacements. He shared his packing and transport on September 6, 2025.
Omar is on Instagram @ omar.hamad7. He has a Chuffed fundraiser as well.
Available Go Fund Me campaigns for people whose stories have been shared on watermelllonarchive can be found in the resources post.
With no judgment or rancor, I'm asking people who haven't yet boosted any fundraisers for Gaza to please think about reblogging some. Especially when people have already gone ahead and vetted them.
News cycles are focused elsewhere and attention is turned away at the moment, but the needs have only risen.
Famine has now been declared across the strip.
Almost nothing has been getting in for months.
The reason I'm asking people who haven't yet participated is because we're just normal people here, even with regular salaries there's only so much we can donate. Bringing new people into the fold is necessary as others are tapped out.
Omar, whose tweets above I quoted, this is his gofundme:
Hello, I am Mohammed, a Palestinian student in Germany, I am trying to forward the m… Mohammed Qasem needs your support for Help my family e
Ah, another reason I wanted to add to keep donating: a lot of these fundraisers were created for evacuation but the crossing is still closed. In the meantime, people with no jobs or homes need to continue buying very difficult to find price-gouged food and supplies. They're basically been living through an isolated dystopia forced on them by others. That's why you'll see fundraising goals raising.
Finally: I know another reason that makes it difficult to spread fundraisers is that you don't know which to pick. It's tough to feel like you're the arbiter of who gets help and sadly, who doesn't. Gazafunds has made that easy for you. They have a list of vetted fundraisers and every time you visit the page, you'll get a different one. So you can just donate to the one you visited and be confident that they're all being evenly rotated:
Instead of strands of hair dangling, escaping from a lock of poetry, we now find them among the rubble — the body in one place and the hair in another, trapped between two stones, forgotten like an abandoned church.
Instead of a mother combing the hair of her little daughter, she now finds herself searching for what remains of her body whole, only to find it between the two ceilings of their home, unreachable.
And instead of writing about hair, I’ve begun searching for death within my words.