The Wordsmith Becomes Worldsmith
By: Jessica Lao Court against country, mind against body, even truth itself against fiction—in a play filled with dualities, perhaps none is so encompassing as that of action and passivity in […]
Category Archives: Non-Fiction
Letter to the Editor: On Asian Anti-Blackness
By: Jessica Lao Let’s get things straight. This isn’t a story of getting personally stomped on by the police, or being forced to leave school because of my (as it happens, […]
Blurred Lines: Assimilation and White Teeth
By: Jessica Lao Picture a 13-year-old sitting in a classroom, gradually consuming her weight in pencil erasers as her Georgia Studies teacher embarks on one of his infamous rants. “Did y’all […]
My Creative Outlet
By: Alina Das The iridescent lights and hundreds of filled seats made my heart beat in a way I had never felt before. As my name was called, I slowly […]
Overcoming A Challenge
By: Angel Ramnani The biggest challenge I have faced is knowing that Indian families typically want their first child to be male. My parents conceived a child before me, but my […]
My Unknown Authority
By: Vraj Patel I was trapped by the laughter coming closing in from all around me. I couldn’t distract myself from the noise. The voices around me suddenly became quiet and […]
Non-Fiction: Tucker and the Holocaust Survivor
By: Ruth Z. Deming Tucker and his family sat in the basement of the church listening to the Holocaust Survivor as he sang onstage. In Hebrew, he sang a prayer for […]
Shoe on the Other Foot
By: Robert Bermudez teaching a classroom full of six year olds in Ecuador helped me to truly understand what it feels like to be on the other side of the immigrant […]
Progress
By: Raymond Greiner How is progress clearly gauged? Is progress a machine or device invented to create less physical or mental challenge to daily routines? When does comfort become a negative […]
Gerardo From Skidrow
By: Jolo Motus When Gerardo started sleeping under the stop sign in the corner of my neighborhood, everything changed. Two summers ago, Gerardo ended up in Academy Way, the street I […]
