This Cold, This Bitter Cold / Luis Rodríguez

Perú Cantu took in the row of three-story flats in front of him like a wizened old eagle, through narrow eyelids, mouth opened. He focused on a weathered garage structure situated behind an apartment complex of more than 100-year old graystones in a  destitute section of Chicago’s Humboldt Park.        The garage didn’t appear… Seguir leyendo This Cold, This Bitter Cold / Luis Rodríguez

Tesoro / Susan Straight

Even the crickets were not the same, here in California. Their heads were too large, their antennae long like an old man’s stray eyebrow hairs. The crickets wandered around the hotel grounds as if they knew no one would eat them.    Until a few months ago, Araceli had collected small crickets for her grandmother, who… Seguir leyendo Tesoro / Susan Straight

Los Angeles, California / Sarah Shun-Lien Bynum

I live in Los Angeles, a city that’s much maligned but to my eye is an enchanted place – a city of hummingbirds, long bright boulevards, explosions of bougainvillea, fruit trees heavy with avocados and figs. No matter where you are, you can see three things hovering off in the distance: mountains, a little gathering… Seguir leyendo Los Angeles, California / Sarah Shun-Lien Bynum

Universal City (An excerpt from the book The Myth of Solid Ground) / David L. Ulin

One Saturday morning, I find myself in the first car of a Metro Red Line subway, rolling from Hollywood to Universal City, directly underneath the Cahuenga Pass. To my right, my seven-year-old son Noah presses up against the front window, peering forward down the tunnel as he pretends to be the driver, while behind us… Seguir leyendo Universal City (An excerpt from the book The Myth of Solid Ground) / David L. Ulin

Collapsing with the Stars: Literary Life Under the Hollywood Sign / Chuck Rosenthal

«How about writing for the movies?» My lover, Gail, and I had just gotten teaching jobs in Los Angeles and a famous Hollywood screen agent, Geoffrey Sands, had my phone number before our furniture arrived.      «I want to finish my next book,» I said. «And learn to surf.»     «What did they pay you for… Seguir leyendo Collapsing with the Stars: Literary Life Under the Hollywood Sign / Chuck Rosenthal