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Category Archive: Issue #14
We are forever tied together, wherever we are in this world.
Photos by Joseph Priolo
When you and I first met, you sounded the vowels of my name out—I warned you that my limbs may vanish in the last sung ‘a.’
He is almost gone, he does not tell anymore
of the Partition
By Sipora WestEdited by Ellena Lu and Alloe Mak I don’t know exactly what a prayer is. Mary […]
Disarmed, another year folds upon itself. Trains, planes, and automobiles—your virile body—delivered you as far as the earth reaches.
On nights when I’m especially tired or feel a cold breeze through my hair, I close my eyes and see those grey walls with my mother’s curtains and lost time through my eyelids.
He’s special, my son. My little Ethan, I want to take him somewhere special.
The past didn’t haunt. It waited. And it stayed, long after everyone else had gone.
I experienced two major blows to my belief systems in my early life.
In 1860, French and English troops stormed the Summer Palace in Beijing during the Second Opium War.
I think I remember it pretty well?
By Aisha ZubairEdited by Alloe Mak You were supposed to be my salvation— But you left me alone […]
All had seemed but stillness to the unknown skies o’er head.
Lately, my dreams have become vivid recollections of my past failures.
An interview and photo series dedicated to our past selves and their dreams of our current reality.
the echoes of my ancestors are screams. they are begging to be heard, needing to be heard.