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A World of Our Own? Yes?
Brother X cranked up a portable record player in our religion class and played A World of Our Own by The Seekers. On the chalkboard he wrote: A World of Our Own? Yes?
BROTHER X BY STEVEN McBREARTY 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 100
The cruise ships take so long to sail over the horizon.
MI PADRE BY EMMELIE CORA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 100
My father, just a boy back then, dozes on the beach under the palm trees on a sunny Sunday afternoon. His sister and brother call for him to play with them in the water. He pulls his hat over his eyes. Coconuts fall near him with soft thuds. Stray dogs sniff his pockets. Sometimes he watches the massive, other-worldly cruise ships pull out of Old San Juan Port miles and miles away. They take so long to sail over the horizon.
When are you coming home?
AURORA AUSTRALIS BY SAMUEL DAMON 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 100
“Steven?” she whimpered after an immense pause. “When are you coming home?
She admired every perfect line.
Every bead of sweat.
Ollie thought back to the day Julz had stumbled into her ballet class. Mila, their ballet teacher, had given her a stern and precise little smile and had immediately targeted her as the prime example of what not to do. In turn, Julz had worked twice as hard. Ollie couldn’t take her eyes off her. She admired every perfect line. Every bead of sweat.
JEWELS BY SHARAI ZAMORA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 100
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