By Monte Remer I came by his acquaintance for the first time  and liked him not at all,  though I tried to be cordial  despite the circumstances  and the fact that my grandmother was a lovely woman  but he didn't return the same courtesy  and in fact put a squirrel...

By Dan Lu No worry about money. No need  for ask. Mama ai ni      Mama say  do your homework before bed,   Mama tuck you in at night, Mama  cross an ocean for you      the salt   is in your blood      feel the sting in  your flesh    the fracture in your   bones   ...

By Peyton Bender Grandma is small like me.   Nestled into her faded flowered   sheets, huddled into a pillow-fort   coffin, her wrinkled eyelids     blanket her eyes; her lips  do not greet me with a smile  today. She breathes like my   cabbage patch doll—so subtly  ...

By Hannah L. Nelson                                                      I hate                                          that change means we                              lose that piece of what used to                               be. Understandably not entirely,  ...

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