conflicting identities
Writing
War That Can Not Be Won
By Taylor HavilandWe are all rugged people,
and through out soft degrees.
Many a mean have shouted,
Many have fallen too their knees.
We think we’re at war with others,
But wrong because we are at war
with ourselves,
My Diaspora Poem (Remix), or All I Know is This
By Aroog KhaliqI hate diaspora poetry
as much as the next
fed-up immigrant
All that bullshit
about “lives stained
with honey and turmeric”
and “the colonizer
cutting my tongue with
aluminum shears”
is utterly boring
A Letter to My Mother, Who I Love Very Much and Who I Hope Doesn’t Read This
By Elizabeth JosephWhen I needed a white sheet for Toga day at school, my father immediately gave me his own white cloth. The weave was loose and rough, with a smooth strip of gold running down one side, so large I thought it was a sari.
Tied
By Saadia SiddiquaPakistan and America
Eastern and western
but they feel like the north and south poles
I’m immersed in the red silk dresses embroidered by hand and I’m in love with the ability to roam alone across this land
Vanishing Act
By Amanda PendleyTwo mirrors face each other, a girl in between.
The girl is me, stuck on the cliche of the introvert; on the outside looking in.
My problem is that I've always been on the inside looking out.
A Different Person
By Joseph ChaparroOut there…
During the day, around everyone…
I can be the funniest guy ever,
a person that don’t care about nothing,
someone confident about himself,
and that won’t let nobody make him feel less.
But once inside…
Our House of Personality
By Ethan DavisYour foundation is no different than that of your neighbors,
ground firmly into the cool of the Earth with no concern
for those who dwell above you.
Your walls beg to tell a different story, desperate for language