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The Border, the Border

Struggling to find my budget hotel, my stress rose as the sun faded.

The Bridge

“Look down,” I said, comb in hand. “Let me check behind your ears.”

The Building Permit

They tried to kill us, my sisters, mother, and me; I still have the scars.

The Chief Inspector’s Daughter

I am drawn to these victims because I was there the night they were killed.

The Church of Abundant Life

“Ki-Tae the famous pastor,” Jae says to her. “Can you believe life.”

The Day of the Dead

When the coach called again, Wayne felt his temper slipping.

The Departure

“I can’t hold it any longer. I have to pee,” I finally confessed to Viola.

The Diezmo, Part One

They caught those few of us left unclaimed by the one emotion, or the other.

The Diezmo, Part Two

I don’t think I was very frightened. I was simply hungry for home.

The Dishwashing Women

“You think you know me,” the girl spat back, locking eyes with Esiha.

The Distance Home

There’s being young and growing old, being here and being gone.

The Emperor of Shoes

Here’s the part where you pledge devotion until death, I told myself.

The End of Life

He thinks with joy and conviction that the Japanese are his enemy.

The Family Artist

He tossed her over his head like a ballerina, one rough hand on each hip.

The Far Side of the Moment

X wants, but Y gets in the way: the equation of desire and obstacle.

The Forgettable Life and Other Poems

A body must learn again how to accept the proprietorial hands of a lover.

The Gentleman from San Francisco

Until now the man had not really lived, but simply existed, to be sure.

The Gospel of Guy No-Horse

No-Horse sucked his lips, imagined the taste of the white girls’ hips.

The Great Beyond

I could become something new. Improved. Like detergent.

The Jewess and the Templar

Rebecca beheld the sword which was suspended over her people.

The Land of Five Rivers

My mother’s city and I were both named after an assassinated king.

The Lapedo Child

The blood had been soaked up in sawdust—“this is hell.”

The Legacy of the Mayflower Landing

Americans didn’t invent courage, but we are no strangers to it.

The Measure of All Things?

Any society that fails to protect its children is in terminal decline.

The Mines at Potosí, Bolivia

He handed us sticks of dynamite, rolled in wax paper like taffy.

The Missing Man of Kim Country

Hannah Sarvasy

The Monolith

Jane’s made it clear, this Renuka might not even become a doctor.

The Mustache

“I mean it, Martín. I won’t marry a man with a bald lip, like a boy.”

The New Arrival

The child is too perfect to be human; too perfect, truthfully, to exist.

The Ninth Dream: War (in the City in Which I Live)

I have heard stories of the river, how people were willing to die to cross it.