Lesli Martinez
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Lucky Shoes
"It's a dinner party." she said. "Wear whatever you want!" she said. "It's only my family." she said. So when I showed up to her childhood home in slacks, a nice button-down blue shirt and my trusty, beaten-up Vans, I could tell that I had interpreted at least one of those messages incorrectly. She was all smiles until she got to my shoes where she winced a little like I had hit a speed bump too hard.
By Lesli Martinez5 years ago in Humans
The Bronx That Raised Me
Currently a Florida resident, when I tell people that I grew up in the Bronx borough of New York City, they all get the same strange look in their eyes. It's a mix of fear, confusion, and pity. Truth: it takes a certain kind of person to live in New York. You have to be thick-skinned, ready for anything, and quick thinking or else the entire world can pass you by in a literal New York minute.
By Lesli Martinez5 years ago in Wander
The Ebban Journal: Pristine
Ebban’s boots touched Earth’s ground at 19:26 solar time and auto-adjusted for the change in gravity. Nueva Earth’s resurfacing was supposed to have begun by now, but the Leveling Day explosion had rocked the core of Earth, made it uninhabitable, and delayed reconstruction.
By Lesli Martinez5 years ago in Futurism
