Cover Art by Mario Loprete
Contents:
Editor’s Letter by Eric Akoto
Notes from a reader M. M. De ...
In the long summer holidays, the boy would accompany his mother to work. They woke early on these days, too early even for the sun.
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As a writer, I learned early on there was no one place to call home.
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I stare at my computer screen. The problem is not that my screen is blank, which it is, but that it’s a wall.
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They walked the four blocks to the school in silence, Adam in his head, Shayla in hers.
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Only brides from or marrying into prosperous families wore multiple pieces at their wedding banquets. Iris knew that there would be no imperial jade in her future ...
I was the boy in the morning, losing his parasol. I was the parasol, caught by a breeze.
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Can you keep a secret, Ms. Sharma? If you can’t, just rip up this essay right now. Still reading? Okay.
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Each of those first few days startled me awake. I’d lay discombobulated, feeling the yolk in my belly stir and the toddler next to me turn, and remember that I ...
I hope this PLACE issue allows you to consider your own home situation in a new way—and connects you to a broader sense of community as you travel through each ...
For our PLACE issue, we at Litro were very much interested in hearing from those among you who made the jump from New York to New Hampshire, from San Francisco ...
