Posts by Erick Saenz

October 5, 2015 | Fiction

Don't Bother

Erick Saenz

When it’s my turn to order coffee I look anywhere but her eyes and whisper “soy latte” like it’s a secret. When she asks my name I tell her. It doesn’t matter how you spell it.

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June 15, 2015 | Fiction

Querida

Erick Saenz

I first called her “querida” via text, years after we both escaped that desperate city. She sent a smiley face in response. I smiled along.