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September 13, 2021
Phosphorescence Reading Series: Poets from The Common
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Join the Emily Dickinson Museum and The Common on September 23 at 6 PM EDT for the September installment of the Phosphorescence Poetry Reading Series, celebrating contemporary creativity that echoes Emily Dickinson’s revolutionary voice.
Join the Emily Dickinson Museum and The Common on September 23 at 6 PM EDT for the September installment of the Phosphorescence Poetry Reading Series, celebrating contemporary creativity that echoes Emily Dickinson’s revolutionary voice.
Birds, Language, and the Desire for Repair: An Interview with Sara Elkamel
SARA ELKAMEL
And then the objects, the dolls, in this poem took over. I started attributing the full experience of the revolution and its physical toll to them—spraying them with blood and water as a representation of the bullets.
And then the objects, the dolls, in this poem took over. I started attributing the full experience of the revolution and its physical toll to them—spraying them with blood and water as a representation of the bullets.
September 9, 2021
Report Card
NINA KOSSMAN
Seven years after their graduation, most of my father’s German classmates and their parents were forced to accept Hitler’s so called “Volksdeutsche” invitation and migrated to Germany, many of them losing everything they had, including of course, their homes in Latvia.
Seven years after their graduation, most of my father’s German classmates and their parents were forced to accept Hitler’s so called “Volksdeutsche” invitation and migrated to Germany, many of them losing everything they had, including of course, their homes in Latvia.
Excerpt from Endangered Animals
LISA LEE HERRICK
In the US, no one cared much that thousands of Chinese—let alone South Koreans, Vietnamese, and others—were overflowing hospitals across the ocean. It was only when an outbreak ravaged a posh, Alpine city in northern Italy that the troubling thought emerged: If it could happen there, it can happen here, too, because they look like us.
In the US, no one cared much that thousands of Chinese—let alone South Koreans, Vietnamese, and others—were overflowing hospitals across the ocean. It was only when an outbreak ravaged a posh, Alpine city in northern Italy that the troubling thought emerged: If it could happen there, it can happen here, too, because they look like us.
Read Excerpts by the Restless Books Prize for New Immigrant Writing 2021 Finalists
The ethos of the modern world is defined by immigrants. Their stories have always been an essential component of our cultural consciousness, from Isaac Bashevis Singer to Isabel Allende, from Milan Kundera to Maxine Hong Kingston. In novels, short stories, memoirs, and works of journalism, immigrants have shown us what resilience and dedication we’re capable of, and have expanded our sense of what it means to be global citizens.
Excerpt from Drifts
NATASHA BURGE
An editor suggests I write about being an alien. This word I like, with its superabundance of meaning. It reminds me of visa stamps crowding an already full passport, of space shuttles and star dust and loneliness. It rings true.
An editor suggests I write about being an alien. This word I like, with its superabundance of meaning. It reminds me of visa stamps crowding an already full passport, of space shuttles and star dust and loneliness. It rings true.
Excerpt from By It’s Right Name
ANI GJIKA
Albanian men’s outlook on women in general was to see them as objects. There’s never been a civil rights movement or sexual revolution in Albania. Men’s role models were other men in the Communist party or other historical male nationalistic figures who’d fought against the 500-year Ottoman oppression.
Albanian men’s outlook on women in general was to see them as objects. There’s never been a civil rights movement or sexual revolution in Albania. Men’s role models were other men in the Communist party or other historical male nationalistic figures who’d fought against the 500-year Ottoman oppression.
September 8, 2021
Bat Season in Austin
SARAH GIRAGOSIAN
But the shivery feeling remained; that contact with a stranger was a switch point in my mind. Any kind of creature, wonderful or mundane, slinked in the nooks and crannies of the city celebrated for its weirdness.
But the shivery feeling remained; that contact with a stranger was a switch point in my mind. Any kind of creature, wonderful or mundane, slinked in the nooks and crannies of the city celebrated for its weirdness.
September 7, 2021
Excerpt: The Abduction
BASMA ABDEL AZIZ
They came at four o’clock in the morning and I was too sleepy to get out of the way in time. They trampled on the big trash bin and planted their heavy boots on the mass of bodies. My hand was crushed under someone’s boot, along with Emad’s arm.
They came at four o’clock in the morning and I was too sleepy to get out of the way in time. They trampled on the big trash bin and planted their heavy boots on the mass of bodies. My hand was crushed under someone’s boot, along with Emad’s arm.
September 3, 2021
Friday Reads: September 2021
ELLY HONG
For our September round of Friday Reads, we spoke to two recent online contributors: Kaori Fujimoto, author of the dispatch “Shinjuku Golden Gai and the Midnight Diner,” and Sophie Crocker, author of the story “Lyuba Boys.”
For our September round of Friday Reads, we spoke to two recent online contributors: Kaori Fujimoto, author of the dispatch “Shinjuku Golden Gai and the Midnight Diner,” and Sophie Crocker, author of the story “Lyuba Boys.”
