Page 73 – Rusted Radishes

As the 10 a.m. sun blazes through closed windows, Em Suheil sits in the middle of her living room and…

I'm in the garden. I hug my knees as blades of grass pierce my bare legs. My cheeks are taut;…

Lina HassounAugust 24, 2018

Jounieh, Lebanon. 2017. “Are you scared?”My brother and I poke fun at my dad as he takes one hesitant step,…

Andrea HaidarAugust 24, 2018

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Sarah SaroufimAugust 24, 2018

Lina ((hello))warned me not to go to Abu Husam's that morning. I, of course, didn't listen. My hair had just…

Ali AkkawiAugust 24, 2018

Poetry | شعر

This idea of us being one is not like how I chose us in our nothingness of touchand cream,…

Dahlia BaesheAugust 24, 2018

Lara AtallahAugust 24, 2018