CURRENT ISSUE - 1.3
WRITE THE WORLD WEBSITE
WHEN I LEAVE
by SIRIN JITKLONGSUB (Thailand)
These are the scents I will take with me when I leave this house.
A CONNECTION THAT SPANS SPACE AND TIME
by JONATHAN HUANG (Taiwan)
My teacher, Ms. Waterson, wore glasses, and I kept an earnest gaze on them as I spoke . . .
by AFRAH SHEKH (India)
the first missile tears through the skin;
skinning the embers of a quenched country
RETURN TO MY TREES
by ELEANOR LEWIS (Wales)
i have come back
to the village i swore i would never see again
FIVE TIMES WHEN I CATCH MYSELF ALIVE
by MERIT ONYEKWERE (United States)
When Uchechi’s voice crackles with laughter and her almond brown eyes crease . . .
THE FOOD THAT BINDS US
by ROSALEEN SWEITI (United States)
There's a sort of spell that falls over the dinner table as we wait for the athan to sound.
BLACK PEOPLE DON'T EAT SUSHI
by AKILAH NORTHERN (United States)
“Black people don’t eat sushi.” He said it while I was in the middle of filling a bowl with grits . .
by SAMANTHA WAGNER (United States)
I believe in
A Place for every Person to