I Like To Gossip

I have, for as long as I can remember, liked gossip. The way words can be whispered—promised, hidden, unpredictable—trickling in from you to me, or me to you.  Words about boys, mostly. Girls, too, of course. Strangers, sometimes. Teachers, always. Friends, rarely. Family. Family friends. Family enemies. (Exes.) This is something that’s widely frowned upon,…

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A Letter To The Moon

By Carlota Vásquez Dear Moon, There is a myth that comes from the Arhuaco indigenous people, the natives of the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta, and so it goes: when the world was created, all its inhabitants, including the Arhuaco tribe, lived in pitch-black darkness. Then one day, one of their women gave birth to…

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