A fire to be kindled

by Celso Antonio de Almeida

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“And that, class, is why time passes more slowly if you travel at speed, though you need to start approaching the speed of light for the effect to be significant,” Ezra Nolan stated flatly, his eyes drifting to the clock above the whiteboard, wishing with all his strength that time, through some unlikely relativistic effect, would pass faster. Fifteen minutes left. Fifteen minutes until the end of the day, the end of the week, and one day closer to the end of his career. Thirty years of teaching high school physics, and for what? He surveyed the classroom of blank faces illuminated by cell phone screens under their desks. They probably wouldn’t remember this lesson tomorrow, let alone ten, twenty or thirty years from now.

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My Beard Has Three Hairs

by Matias Travieso-Diaz

Mi barba tiene tres pelos

tres pelos tiene mi barba

si no tuviera tres pelos

yo no tendría una barba

– Gabriel Aragón (“Gaby”), Alfonso Aragón (“Fofó”) and Emilio Aragón (“Miliki”)

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It was sometime in 1951. I was a timid eight-year-old who largely kept to himself and was more interested in reading comic books or adventure novels than playing marbles or throwing balls around in the backyard. I used to think there was something wrong with me, because I did not socialize much with other kids and felt no great urge to do so.

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American Authors Demand an End to Genocide

A response to the April 18, 2024 statement from PEN America president Jennifer Finney Boylan

by Audrey T. Carroll

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Ravens are intelligent, can use

tools, so I understand the hesitance

to trust them. After all, they might

not need you, and if they don’t need you,

there’s no telling what such a group might do

if they put their minds to it

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