Third Culture Kid: In Remembrance of a Passport
I got married five months ago, and since then I’ve worked on the process of changing my name. Just last week, I received my brand-new passport with…
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I Feel Fall in the Air – Poem and Painting by Linda (Peaches) Tavani
I smell the fragrance of fall in the air Gently embracing the atmosphere In the mist of morning to the night Jasmine trails as…
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Third Culture Kid: Am I Proud to be an American?
During my first week at my international school as a third culture kid (TCK) in Kazakhstan, I was teased for being an American. While…
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Third Culture Kid: Community & Making Friends
There was always plenty of food and laughter when we’d visit Masha’s* apartment. In her tiny kitchen, food would appear as if by magic…
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If I Listen – A Poem by Julie Clark
If I listen I will hear a variety of Chirps, tweets and caws Outside my window The motors become background To the symphony If…
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Mother Guilt – A Poem by Julie Clark
Let me go here once in a while Not often or too long Only we mothers know What we could have been Had we…
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At the Table of Discord | A Poem by Ed Martinez
Do you see the power that is oppressing me?
Have you heard the pundits saying who and why I am?
Do you, can you understand the language of my pain
Do you know if this sin will ever wipe itself away?
Listening to the questions of life at the table of discord.
Black, white, subjugate, indignant.
Third Culture Kid: Pleased to Meet You
When I was ten years old my family picked up and moved to Kazakhstan, and I became a third culture kid. In 1996, my…
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Facebook Window – Status by Natalie Patterson
I typically avoid police officers. I have found it safer to just not be near people with guns, regardless of the organization or gang…
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Deepening | A Poem by Ed Martinez
I took the spot by the still water where children came to play.
Screaming, jumping, running, taking in all the excitement of their day.
I knew the inevitable that would follow as the children left.
Silence fell and in the silence was the stillness of God.
Peace Longings – A Poem by Julie Clark
I. If only we could laugh together With pure joy If only we could play together Running free If only we could trust and…
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Breaking – A Poem by Julie Clark
This world is breaking My heart I can hardly breathe Let alone write a poem Something with a message Pointing toward hope This world…
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