ARCHIVE FOR Boyah Farah

Bob Dylan Spoke for Me in the Refugee Camp

Amid controversy, the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature was awarded to Bob Dylan. Though he didn't respond to the Committee's messages for a few weeks, Dylan finally confirmed that he would absolutely attend the ceremony, "if it's at all possible." Needless to say, the literary community has been astir. Here, Boyah Farah, a Judy Layzer fellow in the Memoir Incubator program, on his support for Dylan and how the songwriter's lyrics speak to him.

 

If you want to change the world, all you need is a guitar, some courage, and a voice that could cut ...

November 7, 2016 | Boyah Farah

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Bridge the Distance

By Boyah J. Farah

(This is the second post by Somali-American writer Boyah Farah. You can find his first piece here: "Fear, Giddiness and Surrealism: My Long Journey to GrubStreet.")

I am afraid of death and time.  Death ceases memory. Time fades away the memories of war.  The war in Somalia began when I turned thirteen years old.  Then I saw the killings

June 4, 2014 | Boyah Farah

The Workshop The Writing Life

Fear, Giddiness and Surrealism: My Long Journey to Grub Street

By Boyah J. Farah

My mind has been humming with thoughts of writing a memoir about Somalia’s civil war--my survival during the painful journey between Somalia, Kenya, and the refugee camps, and then my life in America.  I have been writing intermittently with very little professional help.

They ask me why I write. I write for many reasons.  I write to honor the dead and protect the living.  I write to warn of future tragedies among men

October 29, 2013 | Boyah Farah