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A poem about refugees

A poem about refugees

“The sea is two faced,” he said, fastening the orange life jacket to his chest.  “Hunger is eating our stomachs,” she said, wrapping her phone in plastic.  “They call it the Aleppo sling in the market where we sit...

Kytö and the Broom Tree

The legend of the Broom Tree is featured in the Tale of Genji, a Japanese epic of sorts, famed for being the first modern novel ever written, and by a woman, no less, called Murasaki Shikibu in the… Source: Kytö and the Broom Tree

The beaches in Bali have black sands

The beaches in Bali can have black sands; Hot volcanic ash glitters and gleams as galaxies float underfoot. Rattan basket offerings litter the views where small gods eat and run. They might stay a little longer and linger In the temples where tourists can only defile....

Settling back into it

The night we arrived, we were too tired to think about what we had done. We were too relieved to worry about the cold. We collapsed into our beds in my mother’s house and slept as if we had truly been laid to rest. Then, at 4am, the sun started to rise and our eyes...