COTTONBALL by Aleigha K. Spinks

“Ni***s pray and pray on my downfall / But every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball…” Jay-Z spat into the mic in front of him. He’d seen this concert a million times. It was one of Grandma’s favorite recordings; old yet clear.. Almost as if she’d ripped it onto the … Read moreCOTTONBALL by Aleigha K. Spinks

I found the best Kiswahili teacher during lockdown – my mother by Yasmin Hackett

The feeling of shame that comes with the territory of being a monolingual second-generation immigrant is probably a familiar one to those with parents who, by comparison, can flit between three different languages in just one conversation. It’s one I’ve found increasingly tricky to navigate as I’ve grown older, and, as someone who also happens … Read moreI found the best Kiswahili teacher during lockdown – my mother by Yasmin Hackett

Driving Vehemently Against Urbanism by Rida Akhtar Ghumman

Today I sit in my room and wonder why, how, the world depleted itself into a medical chaos. I walk between the walls of a house only. Every day I wake-up and I want a new life. Daddy Dear took us to road trips every year, especially in summers. We packed fruits, utensils and water … Read moreDriving Vehemently Against Urbanism by Rida Akhtar Ghumman

Yenny, the Bodega Gringo, and the Necessity of a Warm-Ass Coat by Zoe Morales Ervolino

Yenny met him at the bodega on the corner of 190th street and Grand Avenue. He was the only other person in the place besides the cashier—who was distracted by the Yankees game playing on a small TV in the front of the shop—and she could tell immediately that he wasn’t from the Bronx. He … Read moreYenny, the Bodega Gringo, and the Necessity of a Warm-Ass Coat by Zoe Morales Ervolino

mariconcito I by Jose Useche

I.  “This is a real kiss.”   He planted his hands firmly on my shoulders, and pressed against me. Instantly, he was so much bigger than me. His lips engulfed mine, his hands lion paws atop my sinewy shoulders. He grew inches, then feet, then yards over me. His mouth was cool from the Blistex I … Read moremariconcito I by Jose Useche

16 Light Years Apart by Anna Hovland

According to a Korean folktale, a long time ago in a heavenly kingdom, there lived a talented weaver, the daughter of the heavenly king. One day, the weaver gazed out of the window while weaving and happened to see a handsome herder (hereafter known as “the herdboy”) across the Milky Way — and soon enough, … Read more16 Light Years Apart by Anna Hovland

Son Puppets to Juárez by Monique Quintana

When we got to El Teatro Campesino, the performance of the Popol Vuh for that night had been canceled. Something was going on with the stage lights. The woman in the box office looked at me like she was scared of me. I’m not used to getting that kind of look. You could tell that … Read moreSon Puppets to Juárez by Monique Quintana

Grandma Lulu by Zach Murphy

The savory smell of Grandma Lulu’s roasted pork and rosemary potatoes drifted into the living room as Wheel of Fortune played on the television. Riley sat worrying about what might happen if he went back to mom and dad’s house. So he captured the scent in a jar and hoped it’d last forever. Zach Murphy … Read moreGrandma Lulu by Zach Murphy

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