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Lighthouse Climb

by Allan Cho

On the lighthouse’s narrow stairs, my mother’s hand in mine, my children steadying her back, three generations pressed together in one fragile climb. Her knees ached, the steps too steep, …

But I do

by Allan Cho

From the third row of the brightly lit conference room, I watch your feet shift back and forth while Andrew lectures next to you. Are you nervous? Your hands wind …

The Soothsayer

by Kendra Ellis

In the summer, our Parisian half-cousin hosted a lunch at his condominium.   I didn’t go. Not because I couldn’t, but because he’d added me to the group chat hours …

Dark One

by Phoebe An Lee

She is small and dark, a brown egg among a dozen white ones. At home she eats fried eggs with rice, while the white chicks eat theirs with toast and …

my mother’s hair

by Allan Cho

I do not mind ..my mother’s hair as she prepares dinner and it ends up ..flossing ..teeth, yet short, practical … with .enough responsibility ..to be genetic history, …..flitting, ……….caught. …