The life of Mónica Solarte Moreano is interwoven with the history, struggle, and spirituality of the Iguailik people. Through her experience as a woman, mother, and professional, she embodies ancestral knowledge, the defense of territory, and the transmission of an identity.

Inna Saribekyan reports from the Malaga neighborhood where the patron saint of fishermen is ever-present.

Looking after the mapu in a place where the land speaks

The patchwork of Awá life in Katsa Su

For our Weaving the Streets series, Catherine Tedford listens to the people’s voice in the Big Apple.

A report from a unique meet-up at the Socialism 2025 conference

Irem Tuana Ciftci reflects on her Ramadan experience in Morocco.

A new toolkit from Talking Rivers invites organizations to rethink their relationship with the living world—through language, governance, and the simple act of listening.

John Collins listens as the people’s voice gets louder

“People were there in numbers, and they were hungry for radical change.”

Cristina Farré: “We have to try and give it our all”

Left political education in a time of cascading crises

Upper Peninsula residents fight for Lake Superior and the Porcupine Mountains

A.M. Derrendinger writes for the Waterbury Roundabout (VT) about the dangers of social media

Writing for We Are Not Numbers, Majd Abu Esaid reflects powerfully on her family’s ongoing experience of violence and loss in Gaza.

The light of the sun finds its way through the small hole in the ceiling, turning the water bright and blue. A sharp contrast to the otherwise dark cave, with limestone walls that seem to enclose you in a tight, cold grip. Stalactites have formed over thousands of years, and plants have started to grow from the opening of the cave, cascading into the water. The air is damp with the earthy scent of rock and minerals, it pulls you in.

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Umm Mohammad, a wife and mother of five sons, is all alone, engulfed in the grief of loss and longing. (Originally published by We Are Not Numbers. Art: Fatma Raif Al-Barqouni, Flyers for Falastin)

Copenhill stands tall—literally and figuratively—as a groundbreaking example of how public spaces can serve multiple purposes for different people.

I barely remember what I was before this, before the monotonous concrete slope you designed. I slide down it as hard as I can, still spraying and twisting and foaming with a neverending hissing roar as I land in the waters below me, but I sense that something has been lost.