“I have no status inside or outside any clear borders unless I consider my mother’s uterus my original country.”
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The Many Lifetimes of an Old Red Bike
“Five generations of a family’s love, told through a bicycle.”
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Space to Breathe
“I can suction while gathering my spirits, while holding out for my son’s right to exist, to be present, to take up space, to interrupt ‘usual’ life.”
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My Family’s Daily Struggle to Find Food in Gaza
“In my homeland, where we used to cook and celebrate together, my relatives are eating animal feed to keep from starving.”
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Constraints: A Hometown Ode
“When I was in high school, ambition meant two things: escaping my hometown and becoming a writer.”
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“A Thousand Eulogies Are Exported to the Comma.” Of Syntax and Genocide
Nicki Kattoura on the impossibility of writing about the destruction of Gaza.
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Suspended Falling: A Reading List on Walking
After seven million years of evolution, walking feels as natural as breathing. But as our environments evolve, so do our ways of walking through them.
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Worth the Weight?
“Every loss creates an irreplaceable void. The fabric of a community is altered forever.”
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Reading Joan Didion Taught Me How to Not Write About Hawaiʻi
“Didion depicts Hawaiʻi as a place that exists solely in the white American imagination, and, because of this, her journalism is a fiction.”
