By Amanda Mander
“Stay away from my son,” his father said as we stood alone on the balcony. Tears were threatening to burst through my barely-calm exterior when I noticed Kirin, my fiance, listening from inside the Bombay apartment. His warm, brown eyes pleaded with me to hold strong against the force [...]
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By Amanda Mander
By Mary Jo McConahay
Floating in a Beat-Up Canoe
Yellow-headed swallows dipped in and out of thick mist resting on the river. That fog probably followed the water’s curve for miles, I thought, maybe the whole length of Belize. I won’t see a thing from the boat.
Atop a high bank overlooking the Macal, I [...]
by Jeanne Stark
A story of war, lost love and hidden keepsakes.
Her name was Michiko Araki and she was my father’s girlfriend. That’s all I know, but here is their story.
My father was 25 years old when the USS Talladega sailed into port in Honshu, Japan in October, 1945. Hiroshima was a pile of rubble. [...]
by Angie Chuang
Two sisters-in-law in Kabul unveil the domestic world of post-Taliban Afghan women to me — and try to marry me off to one of their own.
The yellow door was made of wood that felt too light. Every time we, the Americans – Laila, Stephanie, and I – swung it open, we [...]
by Rosalie Justus
Hiking sola in Peru’s Cordillera Blanca, the author worries about same-species predators and other problems.
I know right away, the Dutch aren’t going. Marlie’s teeth are all purple from the herbs she’s been chewing. They’re a sharp contrast against her pale skin. She’s one of those naturalists that think if it’s [...]
by Kim Brown Seely
How Rwanda Reached Out and Grabbed Me.
Charles weighed 400 pounds, stood nearly six feet when fully upright, and was one hundred percent alpha-male. His massive black head was luxuriantly hairy, and our eyes met daringly as he reclined in a bamboo thicket as big as a Barcalounger. Charles, I’d [...]
by Kevin McCaughey
Natashas have always seemed long to me. Long-haired, long-legged, comfy at great heights, like in an expensive revolving restaurant.
Which is funny, because I never met a Natasha like that. But, if I ever saw a Russian girl like that, I’d think she would be a Natasha.
My Natasha wasn’t that type at all. She [...]
by Landon Spencer
My friends are concerned.
“Why are you going to Yugoslavia ” they want to know.
“There is no Yugoslavia.” I reply. Like the pop star, Prince, who for a time changed his name to an unutterable symbol, the word Yugoslavia can now only be invoked when preceded by the phrase formerly known as.
“Why are you [...]
by Catherine Parker
“So you’re bailing on me.”
“Look, I’m sorry Cath. I’m not earning pounds like you are. I just can’t afford it.”
I sighed into the phone, and looked out the window of my tiny flat in London. Rain, rain and more rain. It suited my mood. I had been living in London for eight months [...]
by Dulce Maria Gray
You take two bodies and you twirl them into one
Their hearts and their bones
And they won’t come undone
Here, in Turkey, the “cradle of civilizations” that nursed 13 successive societies spanning 10,000 years; here, far from everything that is familiar to me, where I am anonymous; here, in the midst of Cappadocian ruins [...]