Graphic Lit - Words Without Borders

by Mazen Kerbaj
Translated by Edward Gauvin

The sight of armed civilians in the streets of Beirut sets me smoking again.

by Gabriel Ebensperger
Translated by Kelley D. Salas

Have you ever had the feeling that even if you wanted to, you’d never blend in?

by Lun Zhang and by Adrien Gombeaud and by Améziane
Translated by Edward Gauvin

Not a day goes by that I don't go back to Tiananmen Square.

by Moussa Kone and by Walter Pamminger and by Bastian Schneider
Translated by Verena Aschbacher

The outlooks and the insights need to be revised.

by Mélanie Leclerc
Translated by Sean Gasper Bye

It's as if my childhood was preparing me for the camera, the photo, the image, and the documentary.

by Lola Larra and by Vicente Reinamontes
Translated by Cael Orrego

But three days ago, everything changed.

by Marlon Hacla and by Apol Sta. Maria
Translated by Kristine Ong Muslim

An escalating inquiry into the passage of time.

by Juliette Boutant and by Thomas Mathieu
Translated by Edward Gauvin

He's touching me.

by Barrack Rima
Translated by Carla Calargé and Alexandra Gueydan-Turek

Protests against the government's incompetence multiply.

by Marek Šindelka and by Vojtěch Mašek and by Marek Pokorný
Translated by Julia Sherwood and Peter Sherwood

It's not your job to solve this case.

by Jake Raynal
Translated by Edward Gauvin

Like most gruesome crimes, the case also reveals something of society’s ills.

by Hélène Aldeguer
Translated by Edward Gauvin

He was 27! Just 27! Barely older than us!

by Vojtěch Mašek and by Džian Baban
Translated by Martha Kuhlman and David Randl

At least five hundred pages, otherwise there's no point!

by Keum Suk Gendry-Kim
Translated by Janet Hong

I had no idea I wouldn't be coming back.

by Didier Kassaï
Translated by André Naffis-Sahely

The troops were led by poachers, tea-sellers, thrift store owners, and ex-convicts who'd turned into officers.

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