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When I was twelve, I read The Diary of Anne Frank.
I identified with her having to live
stories above a busy street
over a business, and having to keep quiet
for hours at a time.
I’d pad about on…
Contributor:
Jane Shore
Places:
Chevy Chase, United States of America
Date:
1996
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In the city of Warsaw such a long time ago
Two hundred children stand lined row on row
With their freshly washed faces and freshly washed clothes
The children of Poland who never grow old
In the…
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Si Kahn
Places:
Charlotte, United States of America
Date:
1985
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Stones are stones.
Why did you say stones?
Why did you throw stones?
Why are you standing here, child?
What’s got into you to throw stones at soldiers?
Why aren’t you afraid?
Why aren’t you worried…
Contributor:
Dahlia Ravikovitch
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1992
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Can you imagine the air filled with smoke?
It was. The city was vanishing before noon
or was it earlier than that? I can’t say because
the light came from nowhere and went nowhere.
This was years…
Contributor:
Philip Levine
Places:
Fresno, United States of America
Date:
1998