On January 3, 2021, I had a New Year’s Resolution — read at least one book a week, which should total around 52 books a year. I thought 52 was a stretch, so I decided to round down to 50 this year. …

Mohia Kahf wrote “My Grandmother Washes Her Feet in the Sink of the Bathroom at Sears” as an Arabic American poet. Honestly, when I first read the title — and I am sure most people could relate- I thought the poem was going to be quirky, but genuine. …

Lê Thị Diễm Thúy wrote “sans papiers” to reflect on her migration from Vietnam to the United States. Her poem is written on a more personal level, tracking her internal emotions as she journeys across the vast expanse of sea between one world and another. …

In “Always on the Side of the Egg,” Haruki Murakami a controversial author who was told not to accept the Jerusalem Prize, wrote his speech in acceptance to this award. …

Mohia Kahf wrote “My Grandmother Washes Her Feet in the Sink of the Bathroom at Sears” as an Arabic American poet. Honestly, when I first read the title — and I am sure most people could relate- I thought the poem was going to be quirky, but genuine. …

Flowers get picked, especially the prettiest ones or the tallest ones or the softest ones. People pick them, cut off their life source, and implement them into mucky water vases for home decor and photography. Flowers can only portray their beauty for a certain period before they turn ashy gray…

Being alone in a world that leaves you hopeless, can make your belief fade and make you question things you thought were true. But once everything is lost and everything crumbles, you can realize that the only way to continue living is to rebuild. In Para Pavlova’s poem, To Converse…

Seth Godin started his essay, “Getting Picked” by saying, “it’s fun to be picked,” and in that moment, my first instinctive thought was, “Oh no” and a small rush of anxiety was crawling up my spine and seeping into my head before I knew it. This feeling was created by…

As someone who grew up playing the piano — thought not well and not passionately — I still had respect for those who lost themselves into the instruments. All the meanwhile, I listened to Spotify in every chance I got, from going on walks to waiting in the waiting room…