ISSUE № 

11

a literary journal in multiple time zones

Nov. 2024

ISSUE № 

11

a literary journal in multiple time zones

Nov. 2024

Regions

Pageant

I was introduced to the beautiful and interesting people by a friend who was dating one of them. He and I were at the...

Mr. Vora

I didn’t mind my mother’s annual India Center puja. I got to play the role of dutiful daughter and my parents got to pretend...

Steamboat

The weekend my cousin got into the University of Edinburgh, our entire family was invited to Big Uncle and Aunt’s house for a steamboat...

Cancer is a Day that Never Ends

Today my mother was diagnosed with uterine cancer. The first time the nurse took her blood pressure, Ma was sitting down, and it was...

Deserted

Over and over through the long hot days, the sun bearing down on the island so hard it seemed vengeful, Thora wished she had...

The Father Scale

Three years after our son Mack disappeared, I found him on the back deck, sitting in the dark as if it belonged to him....

More Ham

The rest of us gave speeches at Dad’s funeral. My sister Moe’s eulogy took the form of an interpretive dance. I can still picture...

Family Ledger

She had not been invited to the wedding, but decorum—which was really nothing more than a mask for frailty and fear—would not stop her...

Snatch Shots

“The true surrealist answer to why anybody is anything is there is no why. Stop asking why.” — Susie Bright  For years, the paparazzi had been...

Mercy

Mama Agbor’s Joint used to be at the tail-end of Alapini Street, directly opposite our house. It was a small kiosk under an Udala...