Since the Vietnam War, violent conflict has been made visible to even the least likely victims, on televisions, then phones, now raging across social media—and laden with passionate opinions, well-informed and not. From politicians and universities around the globe to PEN America to Oscar Awards speeches, emotionally bloody conflict—about conflict—reigns over solutions, while innocent civilians suffer. [...]
By DW McKinney These words—the ones in this note and the ones in this issue—are difficult to write. Do not look away from them. Let them sink into you. I am writing this editor’s note after I have seen a father carry his son, blown to pieces, in a yellow bag, and I fought (and [...]
By Lori Yeghiayan Friedman is what my (now long-dead) mother used to say to the TV news reports of the bombings, beheadings, settlements, kidnappings, hijackings, imprisonments, killings―the latest eruptions of violence in a region far away, part of a war my mother fled with her family decades earlier. She said it while sitting in the [...]
a daggerpoint & what is salvation if not how we give our body to beauty to the memory of what does not rust —Othuke Umukoro the Sunday before this one, the catechist warned about hellfire and its odor of smoky taste. he said it would come unto us like the clouds, breaking off whatever remains [...]
By J.D. Harlock caught in the crossfire of a madding crowd, the child runs into the arms of her mother and nestles herself 'neath a limp arm drenched in blood, dreading the glare of the machine that scans the corpses of the agitators that dared to disturb the order it was programmed to maintain, and [...]
By Lisa Suhair Majaj when you learn that “gauze” comes from Gaza you will begin to understand how light passing through translucent fabric illuminates the delicate porous openings between threads that interweave to allow molecules of air and light to flow from one place to another without blockade or border, and you will learn how [...]
By Jordan Alejandro Rivera Tier I: Inframundo Poppy and cempasúchil petals Intermingled as our destinies Blood, bones, and stems Obsidian spearheads And shattered sugar skulls Tier II: Tierra Tomatoes, white sapotes, and olives Laid out on a lattice-patterned scarf Ten thousand and forty-three Candles flicker in harmony Guiding us here together Wax binds our food [...]
By Maira Faisal “You ask: What is the meaning of ‘homeland’? "They will say: The house, the mulberry tree, the chicken coop, the beehive, the smell of bread, and the first sky. "You ask: Can a word of eight letters be big enough for all of these, yet too small for us?” — from In the [...]
By N. de Vera I fidgeted at the line for immigration after arriving at LAX. When it was my turn, I calmly answered the officer’s questions, hoping this was a routine interview that would go smoothly. However, when I saw that look on his face, I knew what I was in for—again. “Wait here, ma’am,” [...]
To Refaat Alareer, who became a kite Brother, you looked so loving, holding very gently that box of strawberries, and behind your home, not yet, not again, but incessantly in ruins. You were not a number, you were, an educator, a cheerful poet, settler’s boogeyman, and now that you’re dead, English is also [...]
By Jenna Mayzouni A social media influencer had posted that he looked up how many people were killed in Gaza who shared his name. Morbid curiosity seized me, and I searched for mine. On November 1,[1] there were 18 Jenna/Janas killed in Gaza. On my birthday every year, my mother recounts the story of my [...]
By Abdulrazaq Salihu 3’ [...]
It's been a year that too often has left many of us without words—thankfully, not those who've made this issue possible. Their voices offer clarity, sorrow, hope, humor, and a reminder to embrace nature's beauty. Stop for a moment, listen, and, if you like, let folks know what you think. Then, join us in the new [...]
By Amy L. Bernstein “Because when it comes to truly explaining racial injustice in this country, the table should never be set quickly” – Nikole Hannah-Jones, "What is Owed," New York Times Magazine, 2020 I stand on the far shore of the fast-moving Combahee River, opposite the Collective, afforded a distant glimpse through a [...]
By Kerry Loughman never budged becalmed she was bleached by sun & beached on relentless rise of blue water liquid leeched from her eyes her orifices her great mouth agape her lungs did evaporate Climate-changed her wishes drowned in sand Kerry Loughman is a retired educator and photographer living in the Boston area. [...]
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