By Katherine Lin 1 I am standing in the middle of a clearing. I am alone. The trees around me are silent. I think they are cold. I am cold too. My coat is at home, but I do not want to cross the Rhine again. My shoes are still wet; the frayed fabric is bleeding on blankets of red and brown leaves. The sun is bright in my eyes, making it painful to see. It glitters … [Read more...] about Passage from the Rhineland
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My First Words to Silas McGiven
By Jennifer Adedeji The sharp clacks of my Oxfords against the tiled floor echo irreverently through the early morning hush of the halls. A few of the elder nurses in their starched white uniforms break somber countenances to spare my familiar face weary smiles as they retreat homeward from long nighttime vigils, and I nod in deference as I march further into their … [Read more...] about My First Words to Silas McGiven