February 14, 2005 Los Angeles Dear Mom, Writing you a letter across America, the Atlantic, and the Aegean Sea feels very awkward. I should have been back home about a year ago. Under the deep shadow of Mt. Gume's snowy peaks, we'd be laughing at old family photographs over grilled chestnuts and steaming cups of [...]
Oaken Dreams by Zinta Aistars
Having two homes, two languages, two shores, both of which hold claim on my blood and oaken heart, I am always missing one when on the opposite shore She dreams always of being a tree, skin coarsening gradually into springy bark, limbs bending into branches, fingers sprouting tender buds of velvety and greening leaves, soft, [...]
Mothers and Sons by Suzanne Kamata
I'm at the playground, sitting on a swing. There's a temple next door and, from time to time, the suggestion of incense wafts over. The chains holding me squeak as I sway, rutting a groove in the dirt beneath me. With the heel of my sneaker I dig up a child's barrette. My throat clogs. [...]
Slav by Zdravka Etimova
He drank his wine slowly, trying not to look at her. Her words were flat, and there was wine in their sounds that pressed his eyes against the table. She had invited him to her study, to the armchair beside the heavy tomes by Shakespeare and Schiller. The books were arranged in alphabetical order, first [...]
Kyoko’s Rite of Passage by Mary Cook
It came almost as a surprise to Etsuko that the sun had remembered to rise over the Takeda household as it always did. Breakfast had been like breakfast on any other morning: miso soup, rice and smoked fish. The one difference was that only Kyoko felt like eating anything. Slender as a young bamboo stem, [...]
My Grandmother’s House by Elizabeth Harris
Nested in this room, healing from life's perfect storm, I watched the winter come and go. I've seen the leaves of the maple outside the north window turn the colors of the season and fall to blanket the garden, watched the fruit of the rowan tree sunset-red and thickly clustered, feed the birds through December's [...]
Sarnate by Zinta Aistars
For the house on the Baltic Sea in the tiny village of Sarnate, Latvia, where generations of my family have been born, loved, have given birth to new generations, have died, but live on in the blood of generations to come. Seven generations accounted for, the tiny house hunches its stone shoulders against the cool [...]
The Pretty Girl by Kellye Whitney
Ann was a pretty girl. Not pretty like a supermodel or a Barbie doll. Not even girl-next-door pretty, the one whose memory lingered for years after she'd moved away. Ann's beauty was special, elusive, a there's-just-something-about-her pretty. The kind of pretty that meant bargains for a smile and a short sundress, no waiting in line [...]
Motherland by Sarmista Das
My breasts abound with milk I am bountiful, my hips swollen with the heat of summer eyes flush and gait straight I walk fluid in the motion of my veins The blood beats quick around my belly I swell with the fullness of motherhood, twice blessed. That night two bodies crawled into me, one with [...]
The Bargain by Sudha Balagopal
A brisk morning wind carried the babble of Indian tongues to Jaya's ears as she waited at the curb. She pulled a silk scarf around her to ward off the slight chill in the air and shifted her weight from one achy foot to the other. Splashes of color caught her eye from either side [...]















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