He leans over you, ready to serve you in whatever way you deem fit — He loves it when you get rid of your clothes. He tries to go to you, but you stop him and tell him to take a seat. He only gets to watch. You go to the bed and position yourself right in front of him. You are giving him a…

I’m just an excuse — At the time of writing this piece, I have published 760 stories on Medium. They are a bizarre mix of poetry, essays, short stories, wellness advice, and some posts that will forever remain unclassified. And yet, when I learned I was to write an “About Me” kind of story for…

Fiction Friday — She set up to cook. She hadn’t done it in a long time, trying to escape the traditions her family instilled in her. That had proved to be a foolish endeavor. She went to the fridge and took out the meat she had been saving, as well as the zucchini…

We don’t always need closure — A few months ago, an apparently small TV show (streaming show?) caught everybody by surprise and became one of Netflix’s biggest hits ever. Its name was Squid Game, and it became a revolution. People were talking about it, making memes, celebrating their favorite characters, discussing crazy theories, and so on…

Now you sing and dance about your freedom — There is a battle you fight every day. It starts when you wake up. You have forsaken the alarm clock; your brain works better when you let it wake up all by itself. …

By Silvia Moreno-Garcia — Maite is a lonely secretary who spends her days reading romance comic books and listening to music. Elvis is an Halcón, a Hawk, a member of a group of mercenaries the Mexican government created in the 1970s to beat up anyone who dared dissent with the establishment. In Silvia Moreno-Garcia’s…

If you want to be angry, you can — You think you have to keep this secret. Somehow, this isn’t your abuser’s shame to carry. It doesn’t even belong to the both of you. Instead, this guilt is all yours. You were the victim, the weak one. You were the one who chose him, loved him, stayed by his…