BIOGRAPHY: Mario Alejandro Ariza
"Now not a single tree left on the border between brother and brother, now “Fuera los Haitianos,” secure the frontera kill the charcoal hawkers, sharecroppers, play those genocide blues again you sad and shriven isle."
FICTION: A Very Beautiful Country
BIOGRAPHY: Derrick Martin-Campbell
"After working a six-to-six stacking bags of dry cement along the river, Pablo and Lalo shouldered their packs and hiked out to the bucolic edge of town, destinationless and encouraged by the first warm day of spring."
ESSAY: The Middle Stone
BIOGRAPHY: Steven Moore
"The boundary between the countries was marked by a heavy chain slunk across the road. When it rained, the dirt of the road turned to mud and the chain sunk into the mud. Gateway, then, referred to the Gate, which referred to the chain, which referred to the idea that this spot upon the road was the very edge of the war, which of course it wasn’t."