I'm Nepantling, as I have been.
Nepantla is the borderland, the in-between.
But much more than ... [+]
Nepantla is the borderland, the in-between.
But much more than ... [+]
1 min
Poetry
Poetry
1 min
Clouded Nostalgia
She extends a silk gloved hand, stark against her pale skin,
That longs for the embrace of ... [+]
That longs for the embrace of ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Chrysomallon squamiferum
means golden-haired and scale-bearing,
and when I saw your name I thought,
you could be both ... [+]
and when I saw your name I thought,
you could be both ... [+]
Creative Nonfiction
2 min
London Fog
When I was fourteen, I was diagnosed with Vocal Cord Dysfunction. How I breathe is fundamentally broken. The doctor guessed I had never smoked, and I told her she was right. Good, she said, and let me
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Poetry
1 min
Solar Aura
Poetry
1 min
Colors you can't see
Creative Nonfiction
1 min
Tabasco Sauce
There is no Tabasco sauce on our table. My usual order—the "Just Bacon" burger with no onions, pickles, or garlic aioli, please—will be unsatisfactory if it is not drenched in Tabasco sauce. The sauce
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Poetry
1 min
bodies
Short Fiction
4 min
If Mental Illness Were a Place
Who are you?
Well, I'm... well my name is Two, actually. It's kind of a long story. Well... I'm broken, you see. That's where my story begins. My brain isn't made like the others. That makes ... [+]
Well, I'm... well my name is Two, actually. It's kind of a long story. Well... I'm broken, you see. That's where my story begins. My brain isn't made like the others. That makes ... [+]
Short Fiction
5 min
The Bank of Flesh
A couple of miles down the decrepit villages and a few minutes walking along the white gravel path, you will see a weirdly inclined mountain crowned in thick vegetation. If you were to climb to its
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Creative Nonfiction
5 min
The Girl with the Yellow Hair
The hallways were unnaturally quiet when I left my room. The walls reflected a putrid-looking yellow that shined from the small light above me. The usual thumping of music that came from the doo
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Creative Nonfiction
4 min
Dispatch from the Middle Ages
Ten days ago, I quit the kind of job this school is meant to prepare you for. I left the investment bank I'd worked for, to return to school as a full-time student. Why would I make such a seemingly
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Short Fiction
5 min
For the Love of Aphrodite
Some spend their lives in search of Aphrodite. Day after day they waste their hours seeking a goddess to soothe their weary hearts.
The quest for a perfect Aphrodite is a fruitless one ... [+]
The quest for a perfect Aphrodite is a fruitless one ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
phantom feelings
Poetry
2 min
Of unexpected contortions in foreign lands
My tongue clumsily crashes against the cathedral ceilings of my palate,
It helplessly tries to ... [+]
It helplessly tries to ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
The V Word
The last time I heard the V word was when my dumb friend Will said it in front of my wife. He was coming in to borrow my toolbox and overheard the stupid argument we were having, and of course, being
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