Author name: Ashley Perez

I don’t think I’ve ever bought Jamaica flowers on my own.  I always take some from home, the bright buds clinging to a plastic bag. As a kid, I didn’t even know the small, red pieces came from a flower. It was in the kitchen, nestled amidst spices, so it was more like an ingredient […]

Isabel sat down in her favorite chair, its back leg all wobbly. A bit of coffee spilled. She sipped off the saucer and sat super still, engrossed in The Guiding Light. Today she’d find out who is the father of Kathy’s baby. When her daughters’ voices drifted out of their bedroom and down the hall,

In the stranger’s basement bedroom, I awoke, facing a staircase that had pale blue lights illuminating the bottom of each step. The bedroom had no windows to indicate the time and my phone was upstairs. The stranger was still asleep, with his back to me, and enough space between us to fit another person. I

Statue of NFL Hall of Fame inductee Jim Brown (Photo courtesy of the author). There are some sports moments so instantly iconic—feats of athleticism that change the trajectory of a game or a series or an entire season—that they take their rightful place in history under a single proper noun. The Drive. The Fumble. The