Koby Chen (Canada) published:
PROMPT: Creative Nonfiction Competition 2020
The immigration office was uncomfortably cold. The air conditioner blasted a biting breeze into the room, rendering every surface chill to the touch. No one spoke a single word, including the others sitting in the waiting area. Even in the silence, my thoughts were drowned out by the incessant hum of the AC and the occasional sniffling of a runny nose. My mother, father, and I had been instructed to sit in front of a dark wood desk, one...
3 months ago