My Mama, the Food Artist

My Mama, the Food Artist

My mother Katya and I were polar opposites. She was reserved and polite in public. I, on the other hand, never knew when to shut up. She was a glass half empty kind of person, a worry wart, always expecting the worst. I was more on the glass half full side. We...
How to Train a Tiger

How to Train a Tiger

How to Train a TigerAngela walked around the class with her head up, back straightened, chest forward, blond bleached hair pulled back in a bun, bright red lips tight but ready for the bundle of wisdom, that were about to come out of her mouth.“This is not a job for...
The Power to Walk Away

The Power to Walk Away

My aunt was a battered woman. We knew this since we were little kids. Mostly, because she asked my father, her older brother, for help. My father was a soft-spoken man, but somehow, he found the right words to convince my uncle to behave like a man, without punching...

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