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We Know

Saygun Gökarıksel, Writing Fellow, Doctoral Candidate in Anthropology


“When will they stop writing such letters,” thought the public administration officer. He had been working in the department responsible for answering the citizen’s complaints for more than a decade. Reading about other people’s problems, complaints, and life stories was a learning experience for him. When the letter was sufficiently attractive, he would then dream about what the author might look like. He spied on many strange faces, eavesdropped on many secret conversations, and recorded many previously unfamiliar stories to his diary as “words from friends.” He befriended those words that reminded him of the society he lived in even during his most solitary hours spent at his desk in the office. But how about this newly arrived letter? “Today everyone seems to be in ridiculously inflated debt with no prospects of repayment,” he thought. What was there to say ...

Left Hook, Write Cross

Phillip Giarraffa, Counselor, the Percy E. Sutton SEEK Program at Queens College


I originally wrote parts of this reflection last November to share with my students. It served to explain how writing was inexplicably dormant in my life for many years and how the death of a boxing legend caused me to remember how this wasn’t always so. My expectation for sharing it here …well maybe it is to wake you up too! When boxing great Joe Frazier died, a part of me awoke! It has been over a year since Smokin’ Joe’s death but the news still hits me like one of his left hooks. At the time what hurt most, at least for me, was how little notoriety the Philadelphia fighter’s death received on our local news channels. I felt that one of boxing’s all time greats deserved more than the 60 seconds allotted but in coming to know more about ...

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