The layover

Between America and Me

“You’re not American? But you speak such good English!” I’m in my freshman year dining hall, making new friends over cold pizza and casual racism. Casual because my classmate doesn’t seem to be overtly prejudiced, and they’re definitely not aware of their faux pas. I shrug and inform them that
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Places and pasts

Between America and Me

“ If I were an animal I’d be a capybara!” A what? My American friends are back at it. They’re talking about their favorite type of tree, that time they saw it in that one national park, and how much they “need their nature”. I guess I like nature. But
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