: I’m reading a Martha Nussbaum essay right now called Love and the Individual. I’m halfway through but I think you’d like it. She talks a lot about Greek Philosophy. She like, writes about it, and she’s talking about this woman who wrote a story about a woman who had an experience with love, trying […]

A photograph my father found in the apartment where he grew up: a Parisian street circa 1944, a barricade. A shadow splits the facade of a café, sunlight whitens the hair and foreheads of boys. If I were to touch the metallic carcass of the old van, toppled on its side, that obstructs most of […]

“El sueño de la razón” (2008), Myra Barraza. “I celebrate my permanence in the eye of the beast”: six women writing from El Salvador This folio features the work of six women writers from El Salvador across three generations, writing from the period of the Salvadoran Civil War to the present. They reveal a continuity […]

Vitrine containing photograph, handwritten poems, belongings, and a lock of hair of Amada Libertad (Leyla Patricia Quintana Marxelly) from the historical archive of the Museo de la Palabra y Imagen (MUPI), San Salvador, El Salvador. Image used with permission from MUPI. BEFORE I used to run through the streets and sing in the morning and […]

Photograph by Alexandra Lytton Regalado. Retornados (Translation)The chocolatey texture of wicker and those daysBeyond the brown and nubile aureoleRetornados (Original) Retornados I left 15 years ago returned for reasons I can’t explain in words not yet. It was something I owed to myself and my sons. To return. I wish it had been for other […]

From Nueva Cosecha XXIV He explains: when you get shot it doesn’t hurt. Because a bullet’s pain doesn’t register in your brain but, rather, in your heart. The heart can’t distinguish between bullet or bite. That’s why you die so quickly because the body is furious it doesn’t feel pain. It’s different when you get […]