Sarah Viola·Jul 22, 2016… Swim …The saltwater stung my eyes. Grains of damp sand dug under my fingernails. The gray, tumultuous water crashed against my legs; I’d only…
Sarah Viola·Jul 21, 2016Eat …I refreshed Google Translate for the third time, hoping, like magic, it might produce an answer I could actually use. But once again, it…
Sarah Viola·Jul 21, 2016Signing InI knew — before I curled into my seat on the plane beside a girl I’d just struck conversation with, before I stepped foot in Pearson…
