
Kasheer, After
Nonfiction by Pravy Jha. “Kasheer, after, does not exist as a place one returns to. It persists in fragments, in what has been carried forward without being fully resolved ...”
Consequence addresses the realities and experiences of war and geopolitical violence through literature and art in order to promote a more nuanced understanding of what’s at stake in choosing to wage war or engage in conflict.
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Nonfiction by Pravy Jha. “Kasheer, after, does not exist as a place one returns to. It persists in fragments, in what has been carried forward without being fully resolved ...”

By Gunilla T. Kester. “Perhaps, the power of Owen’s voice stems from this tension between the naked horror of what he describes and the rich rhetoric he uses to capture the consequences of war.”

Poetry by Gloria Ogo. "They don’t issue dreams. / Just rations, rounds, radio static. / But I keep dreaming of the dog I shot / because it barked too close."

A review by Philip Nikolayev. "The question running through the poems is therefore less 'Who am I?' than 'What in me was given, what was forced upon me, and what can I still do with it?'”

Nonfiction by Sayani De. "Because stories need to be told for the larger collective, for the personal in larger histories, so that they can help to remember, resist, and transform."

Poetry by Lloyd Schwartz. "And writing handbooks. // Who could possibly want those // But how better, the young scholar asks, for people in Gaza to learn the English language?"

Fiction by Brian Alarcon. "I am doing well, despite what is said. Exile doesn’t exist; for me it’s enough to walk around the property in circles, heaving."

Poetry by J. Raymond Bennett. "The bunker shook amid the thud of counterfire, / sand gritted through the cracks of our cathedral / where camel spiders worshipped, / trailing our shadows like monks."

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Poetry by Hugh Martin. "Coasting past Plum Run, / which ran—our licensed Battlefield Guide, Carol, explains—red / with blood, Wayne jokes, 'Didn’t / the monuments get in the way?'”

By C. J. Anderson-Wu. "... many protesters remained silent while holding up blank sheets of paper, the demonstrations represented one of the largest visible expressions of public dissent ..."

By İlhan Sami Çomak. Translated from Turkish by Jeffrey Kahrs & Mete Özel. A poem that evokes confinement without naming it directly, moving toward a return that is at once emotional and imaginative.