في باطن الجحيم

I started a journey to find myself digested in my homeland since childhood. The biography of the novelist and his spiritual and intellectual experiences constitute the secret source of the novelist text. The female is the one who sculpts the sane being in her womb. Salam Ibrahim was born in 1954 in the city of Diwaniyah in southern Iraq. He participated early in political and literary activity, and because of that he was subjected to arrest and psychological and physical torture more than four times for the period from 1970-1980. He joined the ranks of the revolutionaries in the country Kurdistan in August 1982 and infiltrated the cities in 1982 and then accompanied his wife to his second enlistment in the mountain revolutionaries, leaving his eldest son (Kifah) in the city of Diwaniyah, the functions of his lungs were damaged by 60% as a result of the bombing with chemical weapons on the headquarters of the Iraqi Communist Party in Ziwa, behind the city of Al-Amariya on 6/5/1987 He and the Kurds fled to Turkey and then Iran to stay in refugee camps in the far north of Iran after the Anfal campaign against the city of Halabja in 1988, and in 1992 he sought refuge in Denmark and is still residing there. I break with a leap from my strange presence, enjoying the fantasies that rise from the depths of the years alive from the water, but even these secret games I lost after the occupation and my long annual visits to the inflamed womb. I lost her while I lost lover after lover, to turn again into thoughts and photographs hanging on the wall, looking out from their silence on the loneliness of me and my sad wife. covered with snow. Hello Ibrahim