Here’s an excerpt from a short story by Sarah Scoles titled “Binary System”
At the airport a man with a “Hi, my name is” sticker approached me, told me he was the man named Sixto, and asked me if I was the woman named Amy. I was, and I got in his car, which had three wheels on the sidewalk and one wheel in the no-parking zone.
Death probably thought I was too cheap a shot, huddled against the “oh, shit” bar of a government van. I think that is the only reason I survived the hour and a half ride from the Luis Munoz Marin International Airport in San Juan to my new home. Sixto seemed to think that double solid yellow lines meant “please cross me.”
Sixto caught the volume knob between the hairy knuckles of his second and third fingers. He turned down the talk radio and looked at me for ten seconds before speaking. “English is so confusing. For example,” he said, picking up a printout of my flight confirmation, “How do you call this?”
To read the rest of this story check it out here! The Festival is only a month away!!! I hope everyone is getting excited!
P.S. Don’t forget the poetry reading at Agnes Scott this week with Haider Al-Kabi on Thursday, February 25th at 7:30pm in the Fireplace Lounge! Hope to see you there!