Prose
Salem Dinh people call me a pushover more than they say my name, judging me for my lack of confrontation or my need to get what they call closure. what they don’t know, though, are all the times my dad pushed me over. what they can’t answer is
Prose
Vien Santiago FOR THE LOVERS (regardless of who you love, but especially for those who love all) NOTE TO THE READER: The italicized sections are meant to be a story that can be read on its own, the non-italicized sections are the true stories that inspire the story. Please enjoy
Personal Narrative
Hannah Govan “One braised pork pho and one Vietnamese coffee, please.” It’s Tuesday and I had a counseling appointment. I chose the seat nearest the exit to feel the haunting closeness of a corner; I wanted to sense my back not quite reaching the boundary two walls would meet.
Prose
Vien Santiago a collection of conversations I’ve picked up on during my hectic days “You don’t have to make it perfect, you know?” “Yeah, I know.” “Then why are you doing just that?” “Because that’s just what I do.” “Do you wanna sit down for a second?
Prose
Ayako Kiyota *Prose in poetic tone about being afraid of love in all forms (romantic, family, etc) *Prose in poetic tone about being afraid of love in all forms (romantic, family, etc) Love is fragile, Delicate, gentle, beautiful, tender… Desire… Dream… Diminish. I cannot fathom love. No bounds nor judgment;
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Authors' Note: This piece was co-authored between Uzayer Masud, a DAY team member based in Bangladesh, and Parveen Kaur Mundi, DAY’s Vice President. The date of writing was prior to the recent development of Sheikh Hasina’s resignation and the dissolution of the parliament. The authors stress this