The Girls

Hatred was easy. The permutations constant over the years: a stranger at a fair who palmed my crotch through my shorts. A man on the sidewalk who lunged at me, then laughed when I flinched. The night an older man took me to a fancy restaurant when I wasn’t even old enough to like oysters. Not yet twenty. The owner joined our table, and so did a famous filmmaker. The men fell into a heated discussion with no entry point for me: I fidgeted with my heavy cloth napkin, drank water. Staring at the wall. “Eat your vegetables,” the filmmaker suddenly snapped at me. “You’re a growing girl.” The filmmaker wanted me to know what I already knew: I had no power. He saw my need and used it against me.

—Emma Cline

Ziad Ezzat

Ziad is a graphic designer and web developer with a degree in Economics. Wait, what? Based in scenic Oakland, California, he currently works as Creative Director for an investment firm in San Francisco. In addition to design and monies, his interests include books, music, motorcycling, photography, travel, cats, and serial commas.