Aleja’s Story

By Martina Vásquez Alejandra (Aleja) León was my childhood babysitter, but now she is much more than that. Ever since I can remember, I’ve admired her ability to thrive, her commitment, her ambition, and above all, her perseverance: these are all traits of hers that are visible from the outside. But I’ve always known there…

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All Your Fears, My Fear

By Jessica Enriquez I’m afraid of You You, and the man who lingers in the highway the hands that reach to tear, scrape  skin and flesh  with nails like claws  not buds sprouting from the grass barely wet in morning rain    I’m afraid of You You, and the worms that climb the bed their…

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Mañana es lunes.

Mañana es martes  y yo aquí reviviendo el domingo en que hablamos por última vez.  Se fue viernes ahora es miércoles;  estoy perdiendo la noción del tiempo.   Mamá me llama para preguntar si estoy bien ,  con un simple,  “claro que si” le ocultó esta tristeza que me carcome por dentro.  Es viernes de…

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