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Before Leaving
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Toads
by Julio Navarrete
"A woman lies across the floor of the car. I can see the pain on her beaten face beneath my feet. ¡Abran! A suffocated scream from behind frightens me. I feel the scratches on the back of my seat and burst into tears when I realize there are people in the trunk. I remember the buried toads my dad dug up from the earth the last time I saw him."
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"A woman lies across the floor of the car. I can see the pain on her beaten face beneath my feet. ¡Abran! A suffocated scream from behind frightens me. I feel the scratches on the back of my seat and burst into tears when I realize there are people in the trunk. I remember the buried toads my dad dug up from the earth the last time I saw him."
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Memories
by Nadia Brasil
"I don’t remember the sound of my friends’ voices as we played catch. I see vivid images in my mind but it is like a video cassette playing on mute. The images are clear but no sound, the sound of laughter or their goofy jokes, their ideas of how we will build our own tree house."
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"I don’t remember the sound of my friends’ voices as we played catch. I see vivid images in my mind but it is like a video cassette playing on mute. The images are clear but no sound, the sound of laughter or their goofy jokes, their ideas of how we will build our own tree house."
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Letter to Myself Before Leaving
by Ingrid Hernández
"Walk around your bedroom one last time. Notice the color of the walls. Make sure you can answer these key questions: Are there any pictures hanging? Is your bed made? How many stuffed animals did you leave behind? What color was your pillowcase?"
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"Walk around your bedroom one last time. Notice the color of the walls. Make sure you can answer these key questions: Are there any pictures hanging? Is your bed made? How many stuffed animals did you leave behind? What color was your pillowcase?"
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Las Estrella Doradas
by Vianney A. Gavilanes
"Perhaps she didn’t want to tell her four year-old daughter she couldn’t afford to buy the butter cookies because she was saving the money Dad would send from California for the car they had been planning to buy for the last three years."
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"Perhaps she didn’t want to tell her four year-old daughter she couldn’t afford to buy the butter cookies because she was saving the money Dad would send from California for the car they had been planning to buy for the last three years."
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In Mexico I left
by Andrea Torres
"My heart attached to the wall
Like impressed onto the beige cement
A pink bag, black handles, all made of fabric"
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"My heart attached to the wall
Like impressed onto the beige cement
A pink bag, black handles, all made of fabric"
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Chalupa
by Vianney A. Gavilanes
"Chalupa, te veo y me provocas. Me provoca esa llanura verde y alegre, señal de vida. Esa vida que me conmueve con tan sólo ver el altor de los pinos en el horizonte formando el fondo perfecto para tu belleza."
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"Chalupa, te veo y me provocas. Me provoca esa llanura verde y alegre, señal de vida. Esa vida que me conmueve con tan sólo ver el altor de los pinos en el horizonte formando el fondo perfecto para tu belleza."
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