Mehrina Asif
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Writer, editor, and marketer based in Washington, DC, passionate about biology and anthropology.
Stories (4)
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what fish feel
“What happened?” When she asks me that, I honestly don’t know what to say. I suppose it all started fifteen years ago, back when I’d first been hired for the VESNA project and met my four teammates. Our first day, we’d been so awkward around each other that Angeal took us to a bar and spent a quarter of the initial grant money taking us back through our college years. Or their college years, at any rate; I was forty-six years old then, and when I’d been in college, the closest I’d ever gotten to drunk was the night I consumed a liter of my best friend’s “Death Wish” coffee and didn’t sleep for a week and hallucinated for two.
By Mehrina Asif4 years ago in Fiction
wanderer above the sea of fog
When the boy was about twelve, he ran away from home. It wasn't for the usual reasons. He had wonderful parents, a handful of siblings to play with, and a good education. They lived in a nice house on a nice street, and life was good. They never lacked for anything.
By Mehrina Asif4 years ago in Fiction
Wolbachia
when it begins Diao Chan knew of three ways to break a man's arm and had practiced them all several times in the short course of her life, for the most beautiful woman in China was often also the most harassed. That she knew how to defend herself made the situation twice as intolerable.
By Mehrina Asif4 years ago in Fiction
Secret, Impossible, Miraculous
I was twelve years old when I told someone about the pond. I knew I wasn’t supposed to. My parents had told me to keep it secret a hundred times. But it was summer and I had friends for the first time, real friends, the kind that would hang over the back of their chair in class to talk with you and always shared their gum. For the first time, I was part of the clique already formed for group projects, instead of waiting in humiliation for the teacher to assign me.
By Mehrina Asif4 years ago in Fiction
