Dalton’s mom spills her apple martini on my shirt while explaining that she was “basically” Mexican since two Mexicans had married into her family. Her son apologizes, ushering her away while aggressively patting napkins on my yellow button-up. I assure him that it is fine and proceed down the …
I’m six hours in the future, timezone-wise. The grass here is vibrant, echoes of life and care. The river hums beside me. A ring I bought in London is sinking there; it kept turning my finger blue. The air tastes of waffles and tourism. Halfway through the garden a sign reads: Schietwilg …
go beyond the limits of. Sometimes I imagine myself breathing life into ideas I muster up, and they miserably claw at my skull, unable to break free. Why would they? They have no means by which to escape. So they mold themselves into words and force me to sit down and lay them out. We’re …
Photo Taken by Tanav Khanduri. I left the park earlier than usual that evening, maybe 10PM, but I likely could’ve kept the night going had I been a bit more proactive. My friends thought it was out of character, and it was, but I blamed it on insomnia. It was a half-truth, but I didn’t …
The only country in South Americawhere English is the first language,colonists beat indentured servantsfor speaking in their mother tongue. One out of ten adults can’t read or write.The second-highest suicide rate in the world.Every afternoon I drive past a mother and two boys,stripped to cloth and bone, flesh torn off like roadkill. I drove …
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