A new piece by alumna Dawn Abeita (fiction, ’96) appears in the Belle Rêve Literary Journal:

The baby ran away. The baby was always running away. Like a leaf, he would skitter off down the gutter. And so she was left to leave affairs mid-stride, to dash half bent, scuttling crab-like after, trying to catch a hand. She was a mean, mean mommy, yelling in the street.

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