Faces of SAL: Naria Santa Lucia
February 13, 2024
Welcome to the SAL board, Naria Santa Lucia! To welcome Naria to the board, we spoke to her about her favorite book as a kid, her philanthropic work, and her love for WITS . .
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An Illustration From Sohla El-Waylly’s Event
February 13, 2024
If you’ve been following us for a while, you may know Tessa Hulls, the “SAL Official Doodler” and author of the forthcoming graphic novel Feeding Ghosts (MCD Books, 2024). We were so lucky tha...
“Time is Funny and Sad” by Hafsa Muse
February 6, 2024
Time is how flowers grow slow. Time is how flowers die fast. Time is a fox that used to be a cat. Time is the past that used to be the future. Time used to be a clock. Time is a frog dancing on a cat....
“Glimmer” by Vayuna Lamba
February 1, 2024
At 24 mile creek you can see the sea. The ocean is right to me. In the forest we chatter and have fun and datter and tell puns. Within the dock without a lock, adrift upon the sea, where will I go wha...
“First Story” by Ileah Wright
January 25, 2024
I don’t quite know where I’m from who I was, or what I did, but now I am The One: The Kid The Mystery The Storm The Lightning The Clouds The Sun The Moon The Stars The Luck The Good The Bad The Sa...
“The American Dream” by Landen Scott
November 28, 2023
At 8 years old I sat in the corner Knees to my face not making a noise Sent there due to my “disorder” When I said I liked a boy That three-letter phrase Set my world ablaze For this is just the s...
Learn About The Cloud Room
November 28, 2023
If working from home isn’t working for you, join Steve Inskeep‘s Essay Sponsor, The Cloud Room at Seattle’s most creatively inspired co-working space. Located at Chophouse Row in the heart ...
“Oh mother bring me home” by Eros Nelson
November 20, 2023
I stare up into the clouds and grieve the world that we have lost I plead with mother Earth to return to her warm and welcoming grasp as I lay there dirt rubbing against my skin I wish to be returned ...
“The Olive Tree” by Leena al-Binni
November 8, 2023
The sun beats down, hot as fire, as hatred burns with a fierce desire. The olive trees weep, their branches low, as death and destruction continue to grow. They now stand as silent witnesses to this l...
“A Red Bird’s Story” by Kingston Jackson
October 27, 2023
I like red, and I like birds, and I like red birds. So, I like flying. So do birds. I don’t like worms. Birds do. So, I will look for birds sometimes. This poem was written by Kingston Jackso...