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The Yellow Ledger

I was in my final semester at the University of Oaxaca, buried in a mountain of dusty tomes and half-finished theses. My shared apartment near the Santo Domingo church was...

The Hollow Broadcast

The rain hadn’t stopped for three days. It drummed against the tin roof of our rented cottage in the middle of nowhere, a constant, oppressive sound that made the walls...

The Winter Meeting

I swear on my grandmother’s grave that what I’m about to tell you is the truth. If I’m lying, may a stray dog chew my bones. It happened in the...

The Language of Static

My family and I are devout members of the Lighthouse Apostolic Church, a small congregation tucked in the pine woods of northern Michigan. After a week-long youth retreat at Camp...

The Lantern Field

The summer I turned twelve, my parents sent me to my grandfather’s farm in the high desert of New Mexico, a place called La Cienaga. It was a vast, empty...

The Indigo Gaze

It happened just now, which was March 16, 2023, at 10:47 PM local time. I’m a meticulous graduate student, not to brag, but I was deep into revising my thesis...

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