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Memory

by MAY ZHENG (United States)

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December 2019

Air sticks to my skin, 

like honey. mosquitos circle my ankles and wrists

by SIRIN JITKLONGSUB (Thailand)

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December 2019

These are the scents I will take with me when I leave this house.

by ELEANOR LEWIS (Wales)

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December 2019

i have come back

to the village i swore i would never see again

by SAACHI GUPTA (India)

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December 2019

There’s a moment in kindergarten when I realize that the other grandparents don’t smile.

by GRACE LOVE (Australia)

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September 2019

We walked along the small terrace of grass, the blinding heat of the sun forgotten . . .

by BAYA LAIMECHE (United States)

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September 2019

She spoke with her hands, weaving stories out of air and breathing life into them . . .

by RUTH PORT (United Kingdom)

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April 2019

1. Come On Eileen, Dexys Midnight Runners

What can I say? As soon as this comes on you're grabbing my hands and spinning me around with that beautiful smile on your face and that joyful laugh rising in your throat.

by ANNIE CHENG (United States)

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April 2019

You always liked to watch the trains as they passed by, one after another, right on schedule. You liked the whooshing sound of the breaks as the train slowed into the station, and the whirring of the engine as it started up again.