Artwork and poem by Natalie Heinitz, 131 YinD Today I am grateful for shelter. I am thankful for strong roofs and thick walls and dry clothes. I am grateful for the […]
Rainy Season
Mold, Sweat, and Bugs
Caitlin Navratil, 131 YinD In the style of “Green Eggs and Ham” by Dr. Seuss Do you like mold, sweat, and bugs? I do not like mold, sweat, and bugs! Would […]
Honeymoonin’
Caitlin Navratil, 131 YinD Is this the honeymoon? It feels too soon to tell. I can’t tell if you’re swell or sweltering, but I think maybe both. Do I love you, or […]
A Wave Full Love
Andy Cole, 130 TESS (little) Slow, to drop below, (unique) Zero. (flurries) Quietly. Slowly, falling from the sky. Breathe in. Slowing down, time… Breathe out. An icy snowflake. Joyful, Magical. Kindly collecting. […]
47 Peace Corps Volunteers, 1 Day
Anna McGillicuddy, 129 YinD – Close of Service Speech I’d like to begin my speech with a thank you to staff Ajaans and Khun Thanakom for giving us voices, Training staff for […]
Without Words
Jenny Samuelson, 130 YinD
Returning Home
Halli Benson, 130 TESS Working through a tough moment in Haikus Staring at the tile What do I feel or not feel I guess I am numb The river calms me I […]
An Ode to Thai Children
Anna McGillicuddy, 129 YinD most days I struggle to teach you in Thai without feeling deflated but your forgiving eyes and big smiles are in languages that need not be translated. you’re […]
Sticky Rice Yearbook: Home is…
129 & 130, Peace Corps Thailand Magazine Staff This quarter Peace Corps Thailand Magazine welcomed 22 new volunteers onto our staff. We asked everyone to respond to our writing prompt for this quarter, “Home is…” as a way to introduce our new team. Celete Kato, 129 TESS Home is not a physical place, person, or […]
Finding Balance
Anna McGillicuddy, 129 YinD I’ve thought a lot about my cultural identity while being here and what it means to be an ambassador of America while trying to understand and become truly immersed […]
Rain Bugs
Natalie Garro, 129 TESS There is nothing beautiful about the way the rain bugs come in swarms, land on my skin, thick bodies and skittering legs crawling over my flesh. They throw […]
Mornings in Thailand
Anna McGillicuddy, 129 YinD Eight hours, I’ve been painting on this canvas A swirling world of colorful dreams and yet somehow, now, there’s music slowly seeping into it’s woven seams. My heavy […]
