Writing is an act of resistance
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Zoo
anti-war writing, anti-conflict writing, N. de Vera, Narrative nonfiction, Writers Resist, immigration rights, Amplified VoicesBy N. de Vera I fidgeted at the line for immigration after arriving at LAX. When it was my turn, I calmly answered the officer’s questions, hoping this was a routine interview that would go smoothly. However, when I saw that look on his face, I knew what I was in for—again. “Wait here,…
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Two Poems by Lonav Ojha
Lonav Ojha, Fascism, Poetry, Writers Resist, resistance, anti-conflict poetry, Amplified Voices, anti-conflict writingTo Refaat Alareer, who became a kite Brother, you looked so loving, holding very gently that box of strawberries, and behind your home, not yet, not again, but incessantly in ruins. You were not a number, you were, an educator, a cheerful poet, settler’s boogeyman, and now that you’re dead, English is…
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18 Jennas
By Jenna Mayzouni A social media influencer had posted that he looked up how many people were killed in Gaza who shared his name. Morbid curiosity seized me, and I searched for mine. On November 1,[1] there were 18 Jenna/Janas killed in Gaza. On my birthday every year, my mother recounts the story of…
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Jannah is a single strand. My father is the complementary prognosticator strand.
By Abdulrazaq Salihu 3’ …
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Welcome to Writers Resist, the December 2023 Issue
It’s been a year that too often has left many of us without words—thankfully, not those who’ve made this issue possible. Their voices offer clarity, sorrow, hope, humor, and a reminder to embrace nature’s beauty. Stop for a moment, listen, and, if you like, let folks know what you think. Then, join us in the…
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Slowcookery
Poetry, Amy L. Bernstein, Combahee River Collective, Combahee River Raid, Harriet Tubman, Black feminismsBy Amy L. Bernstein “Because when it comes to truly explaining racial injustice in this country, the table should never be set quickly” – Nikole Hannah-Jones, “What is Owed,” New York Times Magazine, 2020 I stand on the far shore of the fast-moving Combahee River, opposite the Collective, afforded a distant glimpse through…
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The Whale
By Kerry Loughman never budged becalmed she was bleached by sun & beached on relentless rise of blue water liquid leeched from her eyes her orifices her great mouth agape her lungs did evaporate Climate-changed her wishes drowned in sand Kerry Loughman is a retired educator and photographer living in the Boston…
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Two Poems by Linda Parsons
How a Woman Becomes Herself When the neighbor’s weed tree drapes over the power lines and shades her garden, she contemplates going out by moonlight to dump salt on the roots—but that could backfire and flow instead into the garden, be its ruination. These good neighbors invite her over for fine smoked brisket and can’t…
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Disappearing Into the Flesh Market VII
By Mary Stebbins Taitt Artist’s statement: This painting, part of a series, is a resistance statement against the misuse of girls, boys, women, and others by flesh markets of prostitution, child pornography, and sex trafficking. The first painting in the series was a response in oils to an art installation by Tyree Guyton at Detroit’s Heidelberg…