Our Cut of Salt

There is something haunting Nuhad's childhood home in Haifa. Cats avoid its perimeter, strange noises come from within, and residents have been known to disappear entirely in its walls without a trace.

Although Nuhad has not returned to her home since the Nakba in 1948, she always held a place for the house in her heart. And, in return, the house did the same for her.

After Nuhad passes away, her granddaughter, Marina, is determined to visit her grandmother's home in Haifa after a lifetime of being kept in the dark about her culture and history.

Marina's mother, Haifa-named for the city that was lost to their family-reluctantly agrees to her trip, though she knows first hand that some secrets are better left buried.

For this house is no longer a home, it is a wound.