Tag: #latinoliterature
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Survival
A plate filled with rice and beans satiated my hunger almost every day without fail. I depended on those rice and beans. Thick gravy drowns the rice, spoonfuls by the minute. Even on our brokest years, we could always rely on a pot of arroz y habichuelas. Sometimes accompanied with a fried egg or plantains…
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La madre
She lied awake at night waiting for her eldest daughter to come home from her late shift. She hated that job. She felt her daughter was capable of so much more. She didn’t want to push her too much because she was afraid she’d cause her to become depressed- her disenrollment last semester at the…
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Airports.
They say you don’t know what you have until it’s gone, but what if what you have isn’t really gone? What if it’s just not so readily available? I remember when my brother moved to California this summer. He always said it was going to happen and I didn’t believe him. Maybe, it was that…
Keishla Rivera-Lopez 