June 2020/Issue 18
Dear Readers and Writers:
Working with student writers provides a front row seat to watching creativity unfold. It’s a chance to be a witness to challenging and growth filled personal stories, stunning art and photography, as well as the development of imaginative fiction and poetry. But the best part is that student writing has always been about dreaming too, and it’s such a privilege to have this small window to watch student writers make their way in the world,— figuring things out as they go, guided by that inner light as well as by family, friends, teachers and other mentors in the communities where they live.
The dreams are key because they help plot the way forward, keeping hope steady as obstacles are navigated, and motivating students— (well, all of us)—to continue looking ahead.
After our last issue went online in March, Covid19 made the world stop. For a while there was no more planning ahead, only adjusting to an indefinite limbo of uncertainty. Then here in our home city of Minneapolis, things got worse. Much has been written about the tragic death of George Floyd and the city-then-state then-worldwide reaction to long time societal structures enabling inequality and injustice to continue through generations. We’re reading and learning and doing along with everyone else, hoping to be part of something positive in the days and months ahead. We remain hopeful that as our city is rebuilt, a commitment to change grows along with it.
And here at our journal we remain committed as we’ve been since the beginning five years ago, — to amplify ALL voices, and showcase student work from all over the world. We’re grateful as always to our student contributors who have always been our teachers—may your dreams never be deferred.
By Langston Hughes
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
Like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
Like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?