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My Grandmother the Alien

November 8th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in Fiction

by Luis Lascano

Every grandmother is crazy in some way.  The reason for that may be related to the fact of simply having lived a long time.  The “aging element” becomes more evident when they are put in the situation of having grandchildren. Then grandmothers believe that they are mothers again. The only thing about this new scenario is that they have their own baggage of experience but a smaller responsibility.  In the case of my grandmother all of these issues were present. But also she had a huge tendency to behave in a really inconsequential way.   Read more »

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The First Thanksgiving

January 9th, 2009 | Comments Off | Posted in Creative Nonfiction

by Luis Lascano

The doorbell woke me up from a nightmare. Still asleep and confused, I almost stumbled while I was walking toward the door. The only thing I could see through the peephole was the enlarged version of one of my roommates, Vanessa. I remember it was only five days before Thanksgiving and it was really cold outside. But her face and her Home Depot uniform were totally covered in sweat. I opened the door, and I noticed she had at least six grocery bags in each hand– “Help me, Luisillo, this is heavy.”  While I was helping her, I got suspicious about the plan behind that brutal grocery shopping:  maybe Vanesa wanted to celebrate Thanksgiving  ”The American Way”.

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