by Renee Chen Benjamin DeYoung Editor’s note: This story about the Rohingya Genocide contains a scene of sexual violence. Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.— Rumi Today, I tell you about Arakan, coastal country by the Bay of Bengal. We run our hands through the mud in rice paddies, brushing knots off the strings of unbloomed crops. We are Arab merchants crowding the bazaar, shawls choked by dust after our long nightly travels