She selected a single star on which to direct her attention. We are one light, she told herself.

By Promiti Islam
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What got you through those first few months of COVID? What comes to mind when I say, “body?” How will you live now?

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Bubbling under the cacophony of the city or suburban mundaneness is the sound and the fury of an unutterable desperation for acceptance, family, and something that will endure

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Im lặng nhẫn nại của vực sâu hối thúc tôi mở mình | The patient silence of the abyss urged me to open myself

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My journey to understanding love and joy as powerful forces of resistance during a pandemic, with the help of Dr. Margo Okazawa-Rey aka DJ MOR Love and Joy.

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An interview with the Virginia Poet Laureate on poetry as witness, colonial history’s hauntings, and her longstanding poem-a-day practice

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On making critical connections to the long legacies of intraracial and cross-racial Black and Asian American lesbian organizing and community building.

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The investigative journalist and author of the true-crime book The Good Girls in an interview about honor, caste, and patriarchy in India.

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When you are a descendant of indenture, even the violence of the colonial archive presents the seduction of finding.

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Sometimes I’m mad at you for never teaching me how to get away. / Sometimes I’m mad at myself for opening a door I could not close.

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The morning I was hit by a bicycle was the last time Ma asked me to do an errand before she left us to work in another country.

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I’d see the soft outline of a couch or get a whiff of coffee roasting in machines, and it was like I was smelling diesel, blood mixed with dust. The bees would start to buzz frantically then, and the noise was deafening.

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On the carceral logic of the model minority myth

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Poem by Linh San, translated by Châu Hoàng

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Tôi phải ở lại trong ngôn ngữ này, như đã trong một cơn mơ bổng, như đã trong một cú kéo chìm, một tự trói buộc, nhọc nhằn và vẫn ở đó, chút lửa nhen. | I have to reside in this language, as in a flying dream, as in a sinking down, a self-bound, burdensome and still there, little fire.

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The rise of the Chinese Trump supporter

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He was nice to my father and his siblings. But still…

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Even though you didn’t say “no” in what you’ve been told is the “right” way to say no, you were saying no.

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Sometimes it is easier to call the truth a story or a song. / What some deem repression, I name reflections.

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What got you through those first few months of COVID? What comes to mind when I say, “body?” How will you live now?

Essays

The morning I was hit by a bicycle was the last time Ma asked me to do an errand before she left us to work in another country.

Essays

I’d see the soft outline of a couch or get a whiff of coffee roasting in machines, and it was like I was smelling diesel, blood mixed with dust. The bees would start to buzz frantically then, and the noise was deafening.

Essays

Bubbling under the cacophony of the city or suburban mundaneness is the sound and the fury of an unutterable desperation for acceptance, family, and something that will endure

Essays

On the carceral logic of the model minority myth

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Im lặng nhẫn nại của vực sâu hối thúc tôi mở mình | The patient silence of the abyss urged me to open myself

Essays

Poem by Linh San, translated by Châu Hoàng

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My journey to understanding love and joy as powerful forces of resistance during a pandemic, with the help of Dr. Margo Okazawa-Rey aka DJ MOR Love and Joy.

Essays

Tôi phải ở lại trong ngôn ngữ này, như đã trong một cơn mơ bổng, như đã trong một cú kéo chìm, một tự trói buộc, nhọc nhằn và vẫn ở đó, chút lửa nhen. | I have to reside in this language, as in a flying dream, as in a sinking down, a self-bound, burdensome and still there, little fire.

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An interview with the Virginia Poet Laureate on poetry as witness, colonial history’s hauntings, and her longstanding poem-a-day practice

Essays

On making critical connections to the long legacies of intraracial and cross-racial Black and Asian American lesbian organizing and community building.

Essays

The rise of the Chinese Trump supporter

Essays

The investigative journalist and author of the true-crime book The Good Girls in an interview about honor, caste, and patriarchy in India.

Essays

He was nice to my father and his siblings. But still…

Essays

When you are a descendant of indenture, even the violence of the colonial archive presents the seduction of finding.

Essays

Even though you didn’t say “no” in what you’ve been told is the “right” way to say no, you were saying no.

Essays

Sometimes I’m mad at you for never teaching me how to get away. / Sometimes I’m mad at myself for opening a door I could not close.

Essays

Sometimes it is easier to call the truth a story or a song. / What some deem repression, I name reflections.