by thehyephenmag@gmail.com | Nov 2, 2014 | Essay
The thing that no one warns immigrant kids in the U.S. is that if you veer off the beaten path your parents have laid out for you, they say you are betraying your heritage. The thing that no one warned me, as an immigrant taken from my place of birth as a baby, raised...
by Nancy Agabian | Nov 1, 2014 | Archives
On my first date with Seyran, which I wasn’t actually sure was a date because he seemed kind of gay but I was still attracted to him but I was trying not to be because he was much too young, we went to see one of his friends perform in a concert. “He’s bisexual,” he...
by Nancy Agabian | Nov 1, 2014 | Archives
“Nancy, I have to tell you this story,” Mumma said on the phone. She and my father had just made a trip to Maine where my father had an appraisal job. It was 2001, and my parents were in their late 60s, my father semi-retired. Mumma had trouble finding a motel at the...
by lee williams boudakian, Kamee Abrahamian | Nov 1, 2014 | Archives
Scene 1: The stage is divided into three distinct areas claimed for Garo, Morkoor, and Garineh. Garo’s area has a desk, computer, books, papers strewn about, and cellphone. Morkoor’s area has minimal props, blue cloth, apron, and headscarf. Garineh’s area has a...
by Bavakan | Nov 1, 2014 | Archives
(i) In 2013 I ended up in Sweden to study on a generous scholarship. Some people have attempted to convince me that I am somehow special for being worthy of such a prize, but I am fully aware that there is nothing particularly special about me, other than the fact...