Mercedes-Georgia Mayes

Washed Away

I cannot swim, but I grew up beside the water’s edge. I fell in love by the riverside, feet dangled over the ledge. Then I flew  across the ocean; an insurmountable wedge between us. And so now I float on life by the lake, waiting always  to find myself awake, not by the water, wherever […]

Who translates our stories?

Mercedes discusses the topic of translation within the world of literature