In my homeland, I’m trapped by bombs. Outside, I’m trapped by identity. The world is shrinking for Gazans

‘Sometimes I feel like the only version of Palestinians the world is willing to recognise is the one under the rubble.’ Photograph: Mohammed Saber/EPA

The world is big, yet it is forever shrinking for Gazans. In fact, it is as small as 3% of the size of an ever-diminishing strip of land, where the rest of Gaza City is being forcibly displaced, bombed and starved. But our rejection doesn’t end at Gaza’s “borders”.

It follows us everywhere.