Fiction

  • Dogs on the rooftop, La Paz, Bolivia
    In the glow of a hungry moon, the yellow dog finally shook off the ropes that tethered her to the post in a yard. Her desperate claws gouged at the hollow between the old wooden door and the adobe wal...
  • Boy looking down
    Daniel, a boy who is missing his right arm, goes to visit his mother in the mental hospital, accompanied by his aunt. On the way, he thinks about what he’ll say to his mother when she asks him where h...
  • Cat in the street
    Boredom leads to breakups, she says after a brief silence. This is the real reason she’s invited us—to tell us about her last year. We haven’t seen her since the flames laid ruin to her apartment. Whe...
  • Dog, Antigua Guatemala
    I’ve never liked dogs.  My nose twinges from allergies and my chest with repulsion—maybe guilt—if I get close to them.  Despite this, sometimes I take one home with me.   Driving back from work today,...
  • Owl, Chaco, Argentina
    The morning got off on the wrong foot. Or at least that’s how the orderly mind of Doctor Dusseldorff thought of it later on when she left the University. The building was old and frigid; the lofty iro...
  • Piano hammers
    Before Helena you hated the piano. Every last Friday of the month you had to be there on the dot at seven in the afternoon with your hair neat, your flowing dress and your shoes well polished, at the...
  • Escalator, London, UK
    You’re floating in the room. You remember with bitterness that you were born a girl in a distant land where you weren’t allowed to be a boy. You fought to be yourself, but in the end, it left a bad ta...
  • Faro del Castillo San Felipe del Morro, San Juan, Puerto Rico
    I was short three hundred dollars for my dad’s coffin and fresh out of ideas. I’d tried just about everything: listened to the insufferable lecture from the owner of the Boulevard Funeral Home about t...
  • Bee with honey
    I put a spoon of honey on the window. I’m staring at it, really staring at it for a long time: the drop of honey softly settling in the hollow of the spoon, a glacier in slow motion, an amber developi...
  • Morning coffee cup
    The alarm clock did its job, buzzing punctually at eight o’clock. How could such a small device make so much commotion? It seemed strange that Mariana wasn’t hopping out of bed to take a shower, make...
  • Dancer
    They came in around three, when the musicians are still not tired and blow cumbias and corridos as if they had just started. At that hour of the morning neither we nor our clients are that plastered,...
  • Ants
    The kids were still sleeping, and Eugenia looked at the tiny hourglass measuring stitches of time in the kitchen with its fine white grains of sand. She knew she had to take the egg out of the pot. Sh...
  • Minerva 2020, Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico
    I always said I’d never go back to Mexico. Having lived the first twenty years of my life enduring the lack of the most basic services such as safe drinking water, regular garbage collection or even t...
  • Cat in the window.
    I intend this document to serve as corroboration for my prior statements: I would not change a single word. I assume that you will refuse to understand my motivations, but it would be nonetheless cour...
  • person in cartoon wolf mask in blue background
    Her real name is Nora (although it was necessary to rename herself Paula for reasons I will address further on) and she lives the better part of the workday inside a character 22 years her senior. Alt...
  • Looking Up
    He was getting used to being alone by now. It was his birthday, and not a single person had gone to see him, or even given him a call. Not that he needed any of that, although now and again he would r...
  • Gasolinera
    The highway is a straight line. Cristobal drives in silence. It’s January and we are travelling south. Cristóbal’s grandmother has a little house in San Ramón. The sun hasn’t set yet. My back hurts. C...
  • Belgrano
    They say that Amelia and María Luisa Requena stayed together right to the end. They died within a few minutes of each other, just the way they’d been born. This came as something of a surprise, given...
  • Photo: Sean Thoman
    Hi Mom, how are you? Hope you’re ok. There’s one hour’s difference between Puerto Rico and Panama so it’s nine o’clock in the evening here. We’ve just put the baby down in his cot, he cried a coup...
  • Photo: Adrian Dascal
    Let’s imagine a literary country, a country that doesn’t exist, that would have to be invented out of thin air like Macondo was invented, or Yoknapatawpha County, or any of those other places people b...
  • Photo: Alex Folguera
    I am alone and my skin falls from me. My teeth dislodge themselves, one after the other. This traitorous disease—I do not know its name—has unfurled itself over my miserable existence for more than a...
  • Pelicans
    An archer wished to shoot the moon. Night after night, tirelessly, he sent his arrows flying toward the celestial body. The neighbors began to mock him. Unmoved, he continued firing his arrows. He nev...
  • Puerto Natales
    Leaning on the starboard rail, the sailor seemed to be waiting for someone. In his left hand he held a white paper wrapping, with grease stains in several places. In his other hand he held his pipe. A...
  • Aída Bortnik
    Theirs was a tempestuous love. They had cried entire nights, because of one another. They had hugged and kissed, they had bitten and hit, they had laughed, they had deceived, they had forgiven, they h...
  • Enrique Serna
    —Oh, my dear daughter, what a miracle it is to see you again!

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