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Facing My Identity

Growing up in a foreign country with two cultures by my side has resulted in an ever-present confusion regarding my identity. I never truly felt like I belonged anywhere, as no one has the same story as me. Sharing my story with other people is not easy; in fact, it has always been the thing …

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My Three Languages

When my mom and dad told my nine-year-old self that we would be moving to America, the only thing that struck me was that I would be saying goodbye to the best friends I thought I would ever have in my entire life. After arriving in the United States, I did not really realize how …

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Atlas

my grandmother’s fingers are coarse as she braids my hair, humming stories in a language my tongue ravages. we sit cross-legged on the shingled roof my great-grandfather raised, suspended in sweat and ground turmeric. from here, puddles bleed gold into burnt soil, and a drooping sapphire skyline ripples across the Himalayas. I feel my grandmother’s …

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