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What if

Sherin Cavlan Berlin, Germany   War, all of a sudden. What if there were suddenly war? Then I would run ...

Wounded

Fatima Chouli Berlin, Germany   I am alone – alone in a foreign country. Alone, where no one is with ...

Came and Went

Sophia Detzner Berlin, Germany   They came alone Full of hope, with a dream The dream was shattered, hope scarcely ...

Our Job

Emma Sörgel Wendelstein, Germany   Integration can change so much. Not for the worse, but for the better. Towards coexistence. ...

To the AfD

Sophia Grabendorfer Wendelstein, Germany   I am afraid. When I walk the streets and see blue-and-red election posters, I feel ...

Integration

Samira Diesch Wendelstein, Germany   Integration – a complicated word. Integration – what is expected from them. Adapting – is ...

Stranger

Lulya Yigzaw Wendelstein, Germany   I felt like a stranger when I arrived at the new school. I felt like ...

Winter

Rachel Ulrich Berlin, Germany   Five summers ago You were still there You said Rachel, take care Once in the ...

Lost for Words

Rachel Ulrich Berlin, Germany   In the mornings Sounds from the radio: Seehofer, Söder, AfD, Bavaria While my head compiles ...

Where Do I Belong?

Helena von Beyme Berlin, Germany   It is not a place Perhaps a smile A friendly word My place is ...

I’d Like to Say You Are Multi-Coloured

Helena von Beyme Berlin, Germany   Germany, you can be grey Your wind blows through narrow streets Through blonde and ...

The Others

Fiona Zühlke Berlin, Germany   Look, then look away again. Look how she is looking, but don’t look now, she’s ...

Arriving

Fiona Zühlke Berlin, Germany   Aohmadan nafasheshidan man miajam. Arriving, breathing, I arrive. Arriving sounds like rest. I have just ...

Broken Waves

Lene Teufert Leipzig, Germany   I have lost myself in the broken waves. In the past I often thought about ...

I Had It, It Has Gone

Lilly Friedrich Babelsberg, Germany   I am alone. I sit here and think. The house is empty. The room is ...

Where Boundaries End

Lea-Marie Stampehl Rathenow, Germany   Boundaries. Personal, geographical, moral. How close do I let someone get to me? How close ...

Paradox

Jana Mihm Fulda, Germany   It is strange How, after a certain time, You can long for something That is ...

No Word Is Right

Tamara Erlangen, Germany   No word is right. How can you express your feeling so well? You are so young. ...

Familiar Stranger

Zoё Matt-Williams Berlin, Germany   blurry, half-sleep thoughts of a plane landing and the scream of rubber on hot cement ...

Checkerboard Kitchen Tiles

Zoё Matt-Williams Berlin, Germany   I grew up in a hallway that scratched my feet but went on and on ...

“Other”

Zoё Matt-Williams Berlin, Germany   Hot summer day. Noon. The trees are sweating when my friend tells me he wants ...

Silent questions

Emma Defty Berlin, Germany   When they wait at the bus stop, I see the refugees who live in a ...

Refugees Welcome

Emma Defty Berlin, Germany   2015, summer, Berlin. We collect our receipts in the ice-cream parlour to reclaim the money. ...

Being a woman

Amira Gudegast Berlin, Germany   Being a woman is not always fair. Much is expected, and you grow up yourself ...

The Germans

Amira Gudegast Berlin, Germany The Germans are punctual, orderly and reliable. They work for society. They work a lot and ...

Where I belong

Lotta-Marie Titze Berlin, Germany   A large decorated door Behind it A very specific smell It is almost empty, but ...

At last

Moritz Palma Berlin, Germany   It happened at last. He spoke to me. A stream of joy pervaded me. His ...

MovingOutMovingOnMovingIn

Jette Albrecht Berlin, Germany   Moving out At last Because I can and want to and may And a little ...

Adopted home

Constanze Magnolia Shuruq Josting Berlin, Deutschland   When the plane lands The warm embrace Of your cold winter air greets ...

The Germans, the others

Constanze Magnolia Shuruq Josting Berlin, Germany   A Nazi – ∑ – a terrorist > Hey, tell me I have ...

You Are No Longer at the Beginning

Sophie Senger Berlin, Germany   In the beginning is injustice It gnaws at you Like the hunger that devours your ...

Breathe

Ronja Lutz Berlin, Germany   (Nafas kashidan, rasidan.) Breathe. Breathe! It’s getting better already. Better every day. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. ...

My last Summer in Berlin

Michael Krasnov raised in Berlin, Germany My last summer in Berlin was warm, The sun’s rays burned so strongly, That ...