




A soft coastal breeze sweeps open the back of my eyelet crop top and I lean into the table fluttering my eyes. Behind me, Miami’s city
Two years ago on the day after Thanksgiving break I took a mid-year position teaching 7th grade English. Coming in mid-year is the most insane
Sweet, silky plantain, creamy cinnamon custard massage my tongue. It’s new and addictive and comforting. A dull headache lingers reminding me that I am now