Riya Anne Polcastro
Bio
Riya Anne Polcastro is an author, photographer and adventurer based out of Baja California Sur, México. One day she hopes to travel the world with nothing but a backpack and her trusty laptop.
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Bones & Silicone
Grave robbing in southern California was all Leroy’s idea. “All them rich folk in Cali-Fornia, we could make a fortune!” He tilted the bottle back and stared up at the stars, “You know them rich people, they so greedy, they so scared somebody else gonna get they stuff they even take it to the grave with ‘em.”
By Riya Anne Polcastro4 years ago in Fiction
No Purchase Necessary
It all started when I was a kid. I saw it on a cereal box: no purchase necessary. I asked Mama what it meant and she said people could enter the contest without buying the cereal. Mama would never buy the cereal. It was not on the list.
By Riya Anne Polcastro4 years ago in Fiction
Zoey & Katy
The uniform is the worst part of the job: starched button-up, stiff, itchy collar. It’s wet in no time, heavy with the salty drops that fall off the back of my head. The bowtie around my neck is too tight and soon it is also soaking wet. The black polyester slacks trap heat and sweat in the space between my balls and ass crack.
By Riya Anne Polcastro4 years ago in Fiction
Bigger Stronger Faster
Something happens to kids’ sports as they reach the age of double digits. Something that is not only unnecessary but also serves to encourage a feedback loop of female athletes being viewed as less, treated as less, given less funding, and less attention. But splitting up sports based on sex doesn’t just hurt girls. It hurts boys as well as society as a whole. It excludes transgender athletes and sets up athletes who are unaware of their intersex status for humiliation. We can and must do better.
By Riya Anne Polcastro4 years ago in Unbalanced
Pandemic Time
Pandemic time moves fast and slow all at once. It is fleeting and yet it trudges along thick as sludge through a backed-up drain. Every day is the same—blending and melding one into another—stretching into one long month that goes on forever and ever until all of a sudden it is over and no one has a clue where it disappeared to so fast.
By Riya Anne Polcastro4 years ago in Humans
On Your Knees
Marcin Urbaś’ masculinity is feeling mighty threatened right now. The former Polish sprinter turned track coach, turned desperate-to-remain-relevant-and-can’t-handle-that-his-time-was-beaten-by-a-girl-crybaby, is demanding that the Olympics Committee investigate whether Christine Mboma is a woman after she won the silver medal in the Tokyo Olympics for the 200-meters.
By Riya Anne Polcastro4 years ago in Unbalanced
