The Backlands

Sonny, face deadpan, flings his ballpoint across the reflective marble of the conference table. It flies with unintended precision, hitting his older sister Maya in the center of her chest like a dart. A tentative smile twitches across her face, because he’s fifty-six and he’s never been good at anger, never had reason to be. The pen was the best he could manage.

About Amrit Chima

Originally from the San Francisco Bay Area, Amrit Chima currently lives in Budapest, Hungary. Her nonfiction has appeared in Global Traveler Magazine and on Untapped Cities. Her fiction has appeared in Solstice Literary Magazine and is forthcoming in Litbreak. She has an MFA from Emerson College.

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