July Hybrid Contest: Gold Winner: “The Final Credits” by Sarah Wolfe

The Final Credits Directed by A sentimental, young soul Written by A silver-haired body with liver-spotted hands and shaky knees, lips that can’t speak out loud but whisper to the mind Produced by Mama and Tata; two immigrants with one busted suitcase. Pregnant with a child and a new, bustling city Cast (in order of … Continue reading July Hybrid Contest: Gold Winner: “The Final Credits” by Sarah Wolfe

July Hybrid Contest: Silver Winner: “Acer” by Khoi Pham

Do you still remember my old Acer? It was the first computer I bought with my own money after leaving my hometown.When it broke beyond repair a few years ago, I had to store it in our attic.I’d forgotten it was there until this year's spring, when I ran a recovery tool on the old drive.   … Continue reading July Hybrid Contest: Silver Winner: “Acer” by Khoi Pham

July Hybrid Contest: Bronze Winner: “tres destellos en la oscurida” by L. Simplón

just north of the Pillar of Yunus, the three hundred and thirty-third year before the Incarnation, as related by the raven Pytho, to Apollo I. Orgulous is the voice of Wind, unheard by the air of Apellaiios, invulnerable to His voiced blows, as is the air everywhere.  Rarefied by blood, inured to the barren cold … Continue reading July Hybrid Contest: Bronze Winner: “tres destellos en la oscurida” by L. Simplón

June Micro Memoir Contest: Gold Winner: “Ghosts of Guayabas” by Evangeline Sanchez

My Abuelita takes great pride in her garden, in the trees she tends to. They grow tall, bright, and abundant like the family she created. Plump pomegranates overflow in buckets, purple figs swell and hang right above our heads, small limes cluster like tiles in a mosaic of green among verdant leaves, and aromatic guayabas … Continue reading June Micro Memoir Contest: Gold Winner: “Ghosts of Guayabas” by Evangeline Sanchez

June Micro Memoir Contest: Silver Winner: “What’s Eternal?” by William Hong

“Aja! Aja!” Moving his arms, tanned and burly from extended periods of labor but simultaneously frail and wrinkly towards the tips of his old fingers, my Grandpa, in his mid-seventies, clapped his hands to and fro with a cheery tone of encouragement as he briskly climbed up the half-paved mountainous path. Dragging my feet along … Continue reading June Micro Memoir Contest: Silver Winner: “What’s Eternal?” by William Hong

June Micro Memoir Contest: Bronze Winner: “Handle It” by Anna Lee

The throbbing pain inside my inflamed throat was excruciating.The congestion of my nasal passages made it nearly impossible for me to breathe. My head, which was as heavy as a concrete slab of stone, pulsed painfully with every step I took.  “Anna. If you can’t handle it, just go see a doctor.”As I lay down … Continue reading June Micro Memoir Contest: Bronze Winner: “Handle It” by Anna Lee