Nonfiction
Visiting My Mom at Hmart
H Mart may be a place to delight in new foods and buy five gallon buckets of soy sauce. It’s also the place where you see that the model minority myth is just that, a myth.
Riding In Cars With ________.
Thanks to the struggling MTA and a little bit of laziness, I’ve been in and out of rideshares pretty frequently this year. I’ve been a loyal Uber patron since 2014 and recently found Juno and Via. On most days I am grateful for this alternative way to get around Brooklyn. I’ll never get over the […]
Things I Learned Growing Up On A Farm
My name is Marinda Annis Nash Ferrell, M.Ed; Nash is my maiden name, I am a native of Southern Illinois a transplanted Californian for fifteen years. Born in Saint Louis, Missouri many years ago. Attended both Public and Private Schools to obtain my education. My home is in Mehlville, Missouri population eleven thousand and forty miles south of Saint Louis.
The Artist
My seventeenth birthday was definitely one to remember. I was volunteering with a non-profit for low-income English language learners and elementary students who were behind in their reading skills. Each day, the students learned about a different literary device. On August 2, 2017, the topic of the day was symbolism, and the students were asked […]
Trusting Life’s Serendipity
Shaking, Ali knew she was never going to be the same. For the first time in her entire life, she did not know what to do. Her academic life was always perfect: she graduated with an honors degree from a top university and she had a tenacious desire to become a lawyer. She had spent hours preparing her application, sleepless nights of planning her path, and put all her hopes and expectations in this law school application.
