By Francis Oeser Medea is myth. Of course the Greeks were garralously self-conscious, naked and proud of it. Proud as gods (beyond the ordinary). Preposterous: no one murders kith and kin. Not even gods! Gods […]

(from my safe distance) By Nasser Barghouty In whose name they allow themselves to hurt you? To what end? To what beginning? Have they said as much to you? Have they counted your tears? Have […]

Home Sick By Hamzeh Ibrahim In pursuit of my true home, the green earth I roam, the dirt that lies beneath my feet doesn’t feel like home. I roam, I roam for a better path, […]