Oranges

Oranges

by Sarah Dalton December 4, 2017 It is a rare occasion, but I decide to eat an orange when I want to remember. I hold the fiery orb in my hand, inhale its invigorating aroma, kiss its coolness, prick the surface with a shallow bite, grimace at the bitter mixed with...
How to Envy

How to Envy

by Carmella Guiol December 11, 2017 In Cartagena de Indias, men walk down the streets carrying birdcages instead of briefcases, always with the same yellow waif perched precariously behind bars. It’s important for the bird to see the world, one man tells me, his...
Sometimes Life is Like That

Sometimes Life is Like That

by Jay Wamsted December 18, 2017 One morning I was riding my bicycle to work in a low drizzle, and the skies opened.  I was going down a hill—water streaming in my eyes, raindrops pelting my arms and face, a nonstop stream of kick-up soaking my legs—when I saw it....
Wake Up

Wake Up

by Krys Malcolm Belc December 25, 2017 I cannot take my children hiking without them mentioning babcia and dziadek and how they like to hike. Did you know they are going to take me camping one day? they say. Our children have seen their grandmother for the last time...
The Day to Day

The Day to Day

by Jessica Terson December 31, 2017 Sifting the flour. Squeezing the lever once. And then waiting. For a moment, it is winter again. I take my finger and make snow angels in the little blue bowl.  After you died, they said the only thing to do was keep on living....