You were the Sawdust Boy. That’s what everybody called you back when there were no electric stoves in the village. Elderly women making bets with their husbands’ cigarette money on …
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She couldn’t sleep. It had been a horrible day. A day that felt like it was going out of its way to tell her that she wasn’t right for the …
☜ Part 1 I got a fire in my stomach. I was now a white woman, so I decided to put that to the test. I felt inspired to go …
Komla Begum strode with great purpose down the aisles of the grocery store. Every footfall was audible and every step was a huff. She was angry that her daughter had …
I woke up and hit the snooze button on my phone again. Why do I set alarms if I don’t even get up? I didn’t have anything to get up …
Just like that you are awake and the red lines of the radio-clock sketch 02:17 in the dark. Mind takes a minute to remember where you are. The switch for …
THE COMPANY MEN insisted they were correct. Dul Hak Kun, Senior Vice President Talent Systems Management Generation Group, Seoul Almost everything about the new business cards was familiar: the logo, …
Memories tease me like a child playing hide and seek in the shadowy corners of my mind. When I look in the mirror, the lines on my face tell me …
June 15, 2006. A friend had sent the Kangs an email from Nantong, China: “If you watch your lives and care about things that happen around you, you will find …
Those two girls at a nearby table are chatting so loudly. And their clothes! She could never wear such fashions. Look at the shortness of the skirts. And their hair, …