Hasta tries to deal with the aftermath of Robert's eerie disappearance, while Gillian tries not to deal with anything at all.
No one could miss the wails of the town's shiny new ambulance, but on that terrifying day I heard the call of a different siren.
In the next installment of our serial novel, Hasta's afternoon goes from weird to dangerous to downright unbelievable.
When we turn a knob to release a stream of water or flip a switch to illuminate the darkness, what are we really doing? We're hacking reality.
In the next installment of our serial novel, after-school detention takes on a sinister dimension for Hasta and her ex-friend Gillian.
In the words of the immortal Mallory Archer, “Always know where the exits are.”
In this inaugural chapter of our serial novel, Chicago teen Hasta Veeramachaneni gets her first inklings of something odd about her high school.
I spent three years writing a young-adult urban science-fantasy thriller. The brave kids at its core broke my heart in more ways than one. This year I'd like you to meet them.
With eerie prescience, a three-decade-old photograph provided the perfect metaphor for my misadventures as a Mormon missionary.
A poem written on the occasion of moving back to Queens after years away, and once again riding the N train.
On a hot night in 1997, Mötley Crüe’s Tommy Lee offered me an indelible lesson in owning your own identity.
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