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Further Reading

GUAYAQUIL by Eric Arnold

When we were South Americans We were riding the statue of a horse Elizabeth was Simon Bolivar I was Jose de San Martin And I was listening to Def Leppard on my Walkman The financial district was absorbing all of this Into its dark When we drove to Minnesota Patches of winter rye On the […]

Indian English
by Palak Godara

In India, my father asks me to slow down the car at the sight of a speed breaker and not a speed bump. I love the pasta Kareena Aunty makes, not the one Aunty Kareena makes. In India, when you pester someone, they’ll ask you to “not eat their head.” Your boss doesn’t pressure you […]

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