PERSONAL REFLECTION
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WHEN I LEAVE by SIRIN JITKLONGSUB (Thailand)
Issue 1.3 December 2019
Mixed in with this hot, mouth-watering aroma is the smell of my mother's perfume, my father's cologne, my sister's shampoo. I drink it all in deeply, filling my lungs until I can't anymore. These are the scents I will take with me when I leave this house.
GROCERY LIST OF ESSENTIALS by MARGHERITA MORO (Italy)
Issue 1.3 December 2019
The grass stings my thighs and whispers at me to move my legs so that it may look upon the stars as well, but I refuse (7: itch). With my eyes turned towards the above backwards, I feel my eyes zooming in and out of a focus point, moving from a star
A VILLAGE SUMMER by BAYA LAIMECHE (United States)
Issue 1.2 September 2019
She spoke with her hands, weaving stories out of air and breathing life into them with her words. I watched her in fascination as she sparkled, a kaleidoscope of color and emotion, drawing me in with the magnificence of her beauty.
PERFECT CHURROS by ISABEL ALTAMIRANO (Canada)
Issue 1.1 April 2019
"Vente, mi amor, help me with dinner." I bound over to the kitchen, shooting a full-brace grin up at my abuela. She chuckled, patting me on the back, and led me to the counter.
"Here is the recipe", she said, waving to an ancient book . . .