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Meridians (2002) 2 (2): 36–40.
Published: 01 March 2002
...Sejal Shah Copyright © 2002 by Wesleyan University Press 2002 FICTION Mary, Staring at Me SEJAL SHAH Maybe you knew someone in your younger life who was beautiful. Do you remember your fascination with the pink of her face, with the books that lined her bookcase, with the doll bought...
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Meridians (2020) 19 (S1): 308–309.
Published: 01 December 2020
..., reminding me what goes where. I systematize her cupboards and nail-clipping-infested junk drawer, while her children, the underweight, disobedient darlings , stare as I reshelve their dolls and brand-new books. Stare as their mother stares. Stare as I pour the ajo y cebolla of my blood...
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Meridians (2009) 9 (1): 30.
Published: 01 September 2009
..., reminding me what goes where. I systematize her cupboards and nail-clipping-infested junk drawer, while her children, the underweight, disobedient darlings,stare as I reshelve their dolls and brand-new books. Stare as their mother stares. Stare as I pour the ajo y cebolla of my blood into a pot of rice...
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Meridians (2022) 21 (1): 101–122.
Published: 01 April 2022
... of them had gathered around a warm fire and sang along to the beat of los tambores , Carlota and Fermina laid nearby staring up at the moon and the stars; this is how they recharged. “What’s on your mind, Mina?” There was silence for a moment. “I wish that we find a boat soon at one...
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Meridians (2005) 6 (1): 56–57.
Published: 01 September 2005
... be raining still knife opening her from side to side [Meridians:feminism, race, transnationalism2005, vol. 6, no. r, pp. 56-57] ©2005 by Smith College. All rights reserved. this phrase draped at the wood's throat falling child starts stops crying knife unlocking its mother no staring at her face her name...
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Meridians (2001) 1 (2): 53–64.
Published: 01 March 2001
... fire. My father just sat and stared. He took the bottle from me, closed the top, put it back in the box, locked it, and stood up. I remained where I was, but the fire went from my belly to his eyes and he pulled me by the arm and then by the ear and dragged me into the kitchen where my mother...
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Meridians (2001) 2 (1): 112.
Published: 01 September 2001
..., they prepare they prepare the guillotine I stare at the blue sky I want it near in case the rains come to my heart. [Meridians:feminismra, ce,transnationalism2001, vol. 2, no. 1, p. n2] ©2001 by Wesleyan University Press. All rights reserved. II2 ...
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Meridians (2004) 4 (2): 39.
Published: 01 March 2004
... or the horizon, misty as Hollywood's? Bet remembering is not about these things. I am watching a friend balance and crane her neck, pretend she isn't the star. I can almost see her see me watching. Her blank stare, her movement in unison with other courtly bodies. Only strangers shock me home. The arch...
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Meridians (2019) 18 (1): 41–62.
Published: 01 April 2019
.... In addition he now perceives her own pain; what was once “thrilling” and forceful about her stare now seems like an expression of her “suffering” (256). Yet he realizes that she has been a necessity, accompanying him “through times [he] hadn’t wanted to experience alone,” a queer saint with whom he could...
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Meridians (2013) 11 (2): 147–148.
Published: 01 March 2013
... Wakefield Gaines? The judge stares into Tabbs. "Did he make me a mockery, victimize my civility?" says Mary Hanna Tabbs. "I am guilty of the furies of a fallen woman slain by Satan and golden Gaines. Wilson killed him. I thanked God for freeing me and my niece Annie." * Cynara- Ernest Dowson (1867-1900...
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Meridians (2006) 7 (1): 214–221.
Published: 01 September 2006
... of the deepest breaths of my girlhood came and went that night. I began to understand what I had come to do, whispering over and over the most important words I had heard all night: I ama writer.I amgoingto write. During the intermission I kept looking down at my hands, stared at them in the half-light...
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Meridians (2020) 19 (S1): 484–507.
Published: 01 December 2020
... background and the green of her dress that peeked from underneath the tatters of her red shawl. The caption read: “Haunted eyes tell of an Afghan refugee’s fears.” As her nameless face stared at the reader, this girl from a refugee camp near Peshawar in Pakistan became iconic of the Afghan people’s...
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Meridians (2019) 18 (1): 152–160.
Published: 01 April 2019
..., shaking my head in apology as I presented them during visits, with adults willing to act as though the photographer had done something wrong. I remember staring into the bathroom mirrors at my face, measuring the contrast between my dark hair and my light(er) skin. This was Ma’s bathroom, where you had...
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Meridians (2002) 2 (2): 128–145.
Published: 01 March 2002
... was staring absentmindedly at the flowerbeds, her eyes slightly moist. Turning to her friends, a little wan, she said, "I'll be able to continue my college education if I get this job, otherwise my uncle cannot afford it any longer. True I have somehow managed to get admitted but the expenses for books...
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Meridians (2022) 21 (2): 506–511.
Published: 01 October 2022
... faintly like the morning’s milk spilt on a wool jumper if i’d find heart-shaped notes from him in my school bag the small nun reprimanded me for staring into space, told me to read the next line aloud— thou fool, shall be in danger of hell fire elbows out emer, elbows out the nun built...
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Meridians (2016) 13 (2): 164–188.
Published: 01 March 2016
... by the green background and the green of her dress that peeked from underneath the tatters of her red shawl. The caption read: "Haunted eyes tell of an Afghan refugee's fears." As her nameless face stared at the reader, this girl from a refugee camp near Peshawar in Pakistan became iconic of the Afghan...
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Meridians (2014) 12 (1): 31–35.
Published: 01 March 2014
... and looked at her baby staring. She could hear the people murmuring, still stuck in the choir of"Hmms," "Oohs," "Huhs?" and now notes of how odd it was that a baby could have that much hair, or could be born with eyes that big and open. She parted the baby's hair and pressed the softness beneath her palm...
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Meridians (2019) 18 (2): 358–371.
Published: 01 October 2019
... of righteously evil women in later years, women so mean that even “Fiery Wall of Protection” oil from a hoodoo shop could hardly keep their bitchery at bay. These were, ironically, other women of color whom she met at a retreat for activist-minded minority scholars, women who gave hate stares and did not want...
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Meridians (2011) 11 (1): 108–113.
Published: 01 September 2011
... of the street. The people covered in white concrete dust and blood, the collapsed buildings, the blank stares. I kept the radio firmly tuned to Visa FM so that upbeat konpaplayed in the car. Youcould sing along and not be frightened. Meanwhile, I focused on maneuvering around the people and abandoned cars...
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Meridians (2020) 19 (2): 401–426.
Published: 01 October 2020
..., but rather to stare unflinchingly at the negative aspects of Dominican society. In this way, they began to use what I am terming the negative aesthetics that have characterized much of Dominican fiction up to this day. 5 We can see negative aesthetics most clearly in the work of Dominican pessimist...
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