In June, the apricot tree saggedwith squat fruit that fell splat on the sidewalk. Children jumped for the velvet orbsBy mid-July, all had disappeared.All, except juice stains
The United Press work room at the Nuremberg Trials. Source: The National Archives and Records Administration via the Courtroom 600 project. Editor’s Note: At the end of this story is an audio recording of the
Tasnim News Agency via Wikimedia Commons, CC BY-SA 4.0 DEED I don’t like my last name. Well, the first part of the hyphenation, the Bernstein. As a child, I thought it lumbering, inelegant. The name comes from a
A sign for a restaurant at the Del Rio port of entry. Photo: Jenn Budd. Few Americans understand the policies that make up the immigration deterrence operations of the US Border Patrol. These mandates
From left: Harvard president Claudine Gay; Penn’s Liz Magill; Pamela Nadell, a professor of history and Jewishstudies at American University; and Sally Kornbluth, president of MIT. Kevin Dietsch / Getty Images. www.cnn.com/2023/12/11/business/university-leaders-testimony-nightcap/index.html We need to
Translator’s Note: Hiba Abu Nada was a novelist, poet, educator, and nutritionist. Her novel Oxygen is Not for the Dead won the Sharjah Award for Arab Creativity in 2017. She held a BA in Biochemistry and an MA
At sundown, we would go for walks along the road that went from the airmen’s quarters toward Central School. It was a quiet road back then, when we lived there for a brief
Editor’s Note: We’re so excited and honored to be publishing this excerpt from Alexandria Peary’s long poem, “The Pforzheim Quartet,” which engages with history and memory through the use of extraordinary language, image, and sound.
These photos show northern Afghanistan, especially the area around Mazar-e-Sharif, from the years 2008–2010 when American and ISAF troops were in force and the war in Afghanistan was ongoing. Mazar is an ancient city, one which
Photo courtesy of Evelyn Symes The day Glenn left for Vietnam, our large extended family drove to the airport in a procession of five ancient Fords and Uncle Eben’s 1958 Cadillac. Mother filled the air
Jan Philip was a Swedish student studying in the US before journeying to Colombia.Image courtesy of Jan Philip’s family. Watering the plants on my sunny Bogotá balcony, the phone rang. It was a delegate
