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The Gulf, 1987 by Deborah Paredez

The day upturned, flooded with sunlight, not a single cloud. I squint into the glare, cautious even then of bright emptiness. We sit under shade, Tía Lucia showing me how white folks dine, the high life. I am about to … Continue reading

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Wife’s Disaster Manual by Deborah Paredez

When the forsaken city starts to burn, after the men and children have fled, stand still, silent as prey, and slowly turn back. Behold the curse. Stay and mourn the collapsing doorways, the unbroken bread in the forsaken city starting … Continue reading

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