• January 9, 2019 • 2018-2019 Issues, Empathy, Poetry • Views: 960

    Charity Trip

    By Chandler Wakefield   We come in pieces of burlap knapsacks from Trader Joe’s made into dolls. We come as shoes worn and worn through, T-shirts from foreign sports teams that none of the kids know. We come as NGOs fighting foreign...

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  • December 19, 2018 • Online Content, Photo Essays, Poetry, Poetry • Views: 602

    Telephone Wires

    By Meghana Mysore learned to conjugate love first in English, then in French. I loved my mom. I loved my dad. I loved the taste of marshmallows, the elastic sugar.   But I never learned how to conjugate love in my parents’ language....

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