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Dunya Mikhail

from part one of Diary of a Wave Outside the Sea

By Dunya Mikhail Through your eye
history enters
and punctured helmets pour out.
Brian Fanelli

Political Soundtrack

By Brian Fanelli Every Sunday, I came dressed in punk rocker black,
checkered pants, steel-toed Docs.
No tie dye on me when I joined
Yvette Neisser Moreno

A Question of Friendship

By Yvette Neisser Moreno Something tender about skin
and muscle framed by ancient stone.
The pyramids behind us in silhouette,
Cathy Linh Che

Split

By Cathy Lihn Che I see my mother at thirteen
in a village so small,
it's never given a name.
Zohra Saed

Kandahar

By Zohra Saed Behave or the sleeping Alexander will reclaim your lungs.
Kandahar -
Was once a cube of sugar
Purvi Shah

Loss is an art, traversing one world to the next

By Purvi Shah The mehndi is leaving my hands,
brown swirls dissolving into brown skin.
Somewhere you are traveling
Carlos Andrés Gómez

Never Again (Rwanda Poem)

By Carlos Andrés Gómez This poem is in video format.
Kathleen O’Toole

Halim, waiting

By Kathleen O'Toole He arrived first as a student of geology
in the bicentennial year.
He witnessed
Melanie Graham

The Price of a Life

By Melanie Graham She appears again, 2-year-old riding her hip,
grief so great he can see through her birkha, past Qualaday,
into the kitchen, his mother nurturing chicken
in popping grease.
Lisa Suhair Majaj

Guidelines

By Lisa Suhair Majaj If they ask you what you are,
say Arab. If they flinch, don't react,
just remember your great-aunt's eyes.
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