May 14, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review
Mary Beth Lineberry, Virginia Quarterly Review
April 4, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review
Jason Motlagh
The burn ward at Herat regional hospital is the best public facility of its kind in Afghanistan.
March 18, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
Print and Image by Dimiter Kenarov, for the Pulitzer Center
Baghdad, Iraq
March 14, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
After the post-election glow, Baghdad is back in the real world. The streets are clogged with vehicles honking and people hawking. Men are walking to work (or, more likely, looking for jobs); women...
March 10, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
Three days after Iraqis voted amid a barrage of bombs and Hollywood awarded Kathryn Bigelow’s The Hurt Locker six Academy Awards (including Best Picture and Best Director), I’m at Baghdad’s General...
March 8, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
Under the quarter moon, in the high beams of their armored vehicles, US soldiers are gearing up for the most important day of the Iraq War. Seven years ago, this month, the United States and its “...
March 6, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
Dimiter Kenarov, for the Pulitzer Center
Baghdad, Iraq
Friday. A day for prayer. Two days before the national elections. Still warm and sunny.
March 5, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
Pickup trucks, SUVs, military trucks, Humvees, fire trucks, ambulances. Honking. Singing. It all looks like a big tailgate party. “If we were in America, there’d be shitloads of beer,” observes Dave...
March 5, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
The sky over Baghdad is deep blue. Last night’s rain has washed the air spick-and-span. The day billows with promise—all green palms and golden mosques. Even the Aerostats, the ominous zeppelin-...
March 4, 2010 /
Virginia Quarterly Review, Untold Stories
Dimiter Kenarov
“Lock the rear door.” The voice of our turret gunner is calm, almost weary, like the voice of a steward on a commercial flight from New York to Paris. “Passenger weapon status is amber. Insert...