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What do you feel when you lose a home? A poem by Anastasia Chatzidima.

Butterscotch

Through my daughter’s experiences, I saw for the first time, the impact of the sort of implicit racism and racial bias that I previously had not thought existed in the town I grew up in. A poem by Victoria Luckie (alumni).

Man Vs Nature

I carve my way through books, burrowing caves inside them using nothing but my hands and trusted Stanley knife. A sculpture by Aneeka Asfar.