“At the Canal Saint-Martin  . . .” Leon holds his hand up, attempting to cut off  Trevon from saying another word. The pigeons swarm…

We who gathered at the St. Teresa Del Norte Saloon rebelled against the norms of the day, whatever the norms were, it didn’t really…

Jon lived with his family in a house on a bank along the Ohio River.  His family, a mother and six brothers and sisters,…

Early morning, while dew clung to the blades of grass, Farida opened the gate to the sheep paddock and stood aside as Aamir, barking…

Along the river banks of the Mekong River, cluttered along the edge of the jungle that looks to overtake them at any time, are…

Pa had worn that old gray coat until it was almost nothing but a rag that hung on his big frame. It smelled of…

Prisha arose from a tangle of sheets and placed her bare feet on the straw mat next to the bed. The early morning sunlight…

The Christmas tree still stood in the corner of the living room, its bulbs unlit and hanging from loops of green electrical cord among…

Aika sat beneath the blossoming boughs of a cherry tree catching falling petals in the palms of her outstretched hands. Her lips trembled as…

The gentle waves of the Yellow River tapped against the sides of Wang Wei’s sampan, producing shallow reverberations, like fingers drumming arrhythmically on the…

With her arm inserted through a wicker basket’s handle, Kate carefully stepped over the shoreline’s rocks as water sloshed inches from her feet. Tied…