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Identity
by EDWIGE GHEMBESALU (United States)
April 2021
They tell us to put our hands up. Then, they ask us why we moved. Sister, that is why they shoot. Because we move.
by AILEEN BAK (Australia)
April 2021
As a Haenyeo, a Korean sea-woman, her day was just beginning, even before the sun rose in the bitter oceanic cold to ready herself to dive for her day's catch.
by KOBY CHEN (Canada)
April 2021
When my mother and father had left for the west, they brought few things with them.
by ARI (United States)
April 2021
In the jungles of Aklan stands a statue of a man I've never met.
Stands a monument to a face I've never seen.
by ARI (United States)
April 2021
In the jungles of Aklan stands a statue of a man I've never met.
Stands a monument to a face I've never seen.
by NAZEEFA AHMED (Canada)
December 2020
Mathematics: prove me
with your trig identities
by VIVIAN ZHI (Canada)
December 2020
My words can be a sense of comfort, a feeling of being understood, a thought, an awakening.
by CARISSA CEASOR (United States)
December 2020
Shirk your sense of responsibility.
Leave your guilt at the door of progress.
by ANYA WILSON (Ireland)
December 2020
When I arrive home, there are men outside our cottage. But these are not my dada's friends.
by YASMINE BOLDEN (United States)
December 2020
You have never known those shores or those
people or those words that sound like a memory
by ELOISE DAVIS (United Kingdom)
December 2020
Throughout my many travels, to all sorts of exotic lands, never before have I seen a diet so extraordinary as that of the snamuh.
by ARIA MALLARE (United States)
August 2020
Don't you swat at a fly.
Don't you mindlessly shoot that harmless creature to the ground.