The Body Spent
The apartment is ready for her by the time she arrives. She isn’t sure, exactly, where she is. In a city, somewhere, but it is
Gisella Faggi
July 2, 2019
Month: July 2019
Xochitl
A few weeks before Christmas 2017, my grandfather, mi abuelito, born in a migrant farm worker camp in rural Kansas, was called home by the
Chelsea Ann Hernandez
July 2, 2019
Legacy
“You cannot control your parentage, but you can control your legacy.” –Rick Riordan, The House of Hades The world glows a brilliant white in
Cindy Skaggs
July 2, 2019
Two Dollar Bills Are Good Luck
My father is the type of man to take more than he gives. One of the few things he likes to give me and my
Sonia Alejandra Rodríguez
July 2, 2019
Nothing to Be Scared Of
Wearing my cutest bikini, gray background with white flowers, a little string thing, adorable, really, I lumber through laps as I swim at the Santa
Liz Ganem
July 2, 2019
Ephemera
The Biological Sciences Library is the ideal place to work on a quiet Sunday afternoon. With many hours still ahead of her, she languishes at
Susie Hu
July 2, 2019
Swimming Lessons
In her dream, Meena is drowning. It’s always the same dream—her kicking and floundering, fighting the swirling current, gasping for breath as she breaks the
Anuja Varghese
July 2, 2019
Light and Hot
Joana assumed that there must have been someone before her who had been more tired than she was at this moment—A mother, though, she thought,
Sammi LaBue
July 2, 2019
Arranged
Today I mourn myself. Ashes in the moonlight. Once, I met myself with a red suitcase. My destiny; escape or a blade. Today would be
Nour Al Ghraowi
July 2, 2019
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