By Angela Lam If I wrote for late night TV, I might have submitted this script for The Daily Show: Jon Stewart flourishes his blue pen across the blue page. When the intro music stops, he says, “Forget politics! Let’s discuss family matters.” When the audience laughs, Jon points to the overhead video of Rose … Continue reading Form and Feeling, or How to Write What Needs to Be Written
Grandma Was Here Last Night
By Cithara Patra “I saw Grandma in my dream last night. Oh, she was there in the morning.” My son Joey fluffs his pillow before resting his head on it. He pulls the dull white hospital sheets over his body. My heart aches to see my little boy preparing for his surgery tomorrow, but he’s … Continue reading Grandma Was Here Last Night
My dear dog, Prince
By Aiping Zhang My daughter Dory had been begging for a dog for years, but my husband and I never thought it was a good idea. We were too busy finding our footing in this new country. He studied for almost a year to become a licensed real estate agent in Toronto. He then found … Continue reading My dear dog, Prince
Release
By Kandi Maxwell A few months back, when I traveled to my former home in California’s north-eastern corner, I knew the fall colors would be vibrant. The bright yellows of the Quaking Aspen leaves shimmered at the slightest breeze. The tall cottonwoods hadn’t turned completely yellow. Instead, brilliant green and yellow leaves blended together against … Continue reading Release
I Know Where
By Katherine Casey I know where the sadness lives in you. I know the savagery, too. I know how it felt to lie on your mother’s chest, skin to skin, and hear her heart beat; how whatever happens and wherever you go, you feel her with you. I know how your mother lost babies and … Continue reading I Know Where
Prima Facie Evidence
By Michael C. Roberts My parents were the product of the Dust Bowl, the Depression, and World War II service. After they passed away, like so many of my generation, I found in the basement that mom and dad had saved LIFE, Time, and newspapers heralding the Eisenhower and Kennedy elections, moon landings, and the … Continue reading Prima Facie Evidence
I Danced At Your Funeral
By Megan Wildhood I wish it didn’t take chaos to inspire me to let go of delusion. Actually, I wish we had a world where safety and love weren’t delusions. Where holding hands with my fiancé surrounded by people who had all volunteered to play a part in our wedding while singing beautiful songs to … Continue reading I Danced At Your Funeral
My first love
By Mimi Human bends perspectives just like how a potter moulds clay turning it into different shapes of liking. I realised this truth much sooner than I could comprehend. The summer which was supposed to be filled with warmth turned out to leave a wound which still bleeds. That was the summer I met my … Continue reading My first love
Aunt Tiwi’s Tea
By Shafa F.K. When asked if I would like a drink, sometimes I would say, “Yes, thank you.” And if the next question was, “What kind?” My answer would be, “Anything works for me.” Surely, “Thank you” would be the words that came to mind for the person. I encountered these common situations whenever I … Continue reading Aunt Tiwi’s Tea
Lusting After Intuition
By Jeanine Stewart Know your own happiness. Want for nothing but patience—or give it a more fascinating name: Call it hope. – Jane Austen Somewhere along the path of singlehood, solitariness begins to take on a life of its own. It squeals to be soothed, nags at me as I walk the half mile to … Continue reading Lusting After Intuition
