The man and the women arrived at the outskirts of the village just before dusk and pitched their tents. Three women and one man, two tents.
The Three Mornings of José Antonio Rincón
Daniel Olivas
While it is true that if pressed, José Antonio Rincón would have denied enjoying the experience because, regardless of the changes he endured during those three days last April, his basic nature remained the same. That is to say, José Antonio was, is and will always be a contrarian.
Two Poems
Jennifer Hanks
You can push my knees down into the mud,
put your fingers around my neck so tight
but I’d much prefer to be the stud.
How to Leave Familia
Melissa R. Sipin
Fall in love with the wrong girl. Let your mama find out when she follows you to the whorehouse along the tourist belt. Let her know where you spend your hard-earned pesos.