Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Ava Chen
Nothing appears on the news— / I have been checking for years. /
What’s left composes and composes, / unbearably distinct against the horizon.
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The teens in this book seem to know something the adults don’t: that if they are going to have any kind of future, they must create it themselves.
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Beyond the Page: Empowerment Avenue
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The First Book: Santiago Jose Sanchez
I was repeatedly drawn to the fractures in my life—the gaps between childhood, adolescence, and adulthood, and my relationships with sex, my mother, and my motherland.
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The Complex Heritage of Assimilation: A Conversation with Randy Ribay
Our collective individual efforts impact in some way, the community. It’s important for me to not pass judgment because we are all figuring it out.
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All she knew was that she couldn’t let it happen again. All she knows is that a body is a dangerous place to be.