Loan Le

Loan is the author of A Pho Love Story, a rom-com published by Simon & Schuster's Books for Young Readers. She is also a book editor at Atria Books, a Simon & Schuster imprint. She graduated from Fairfield University with her bachelor's degree in 2014 and her MFA degree in 2017. In addition to her YA writing, Loan writes adult short stories—mostly ghost stories—and her work has appeared in CRAFT Literary, Mud Season Review, and more. Visit her website at writerloanle.com and find her on Twitter @loanloan.

That time I took a Modern and Contemporary Dance course

I enrolled in Modern and Contemporary Dance. Cue the initial stages of awkwardness, as I recalled early childhood memories of dance classes (tap, jazz, and hip hop) with Miss Beverley, courtesy of Waterbury Park and Recreation: the horror of doing solos, the feeling of utter failure as my clumsy body tried to mirror my teachers’ lithe movements, and oh god, the glittery dance costumes and corny photos . . .

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Fleeting thoughts: Bullies

Fourth grade. Waterbury, Connecticut. I’m back at my old school. Construction paper animal cutouts pinned to the hallway walls. Stinky multi-color cubbies. Cafeteria tables stained with grape juice spills. I’m in the bathroom, peeing, when I hear the main door slam against the wall, the squelch of my usual tormentors’ Mary Janes as they find their way towards me.

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If I was honest about the things I did during lunch break . . .

On Facebook Mentally disliking so many statuses. Unfollowing people, but still staying friends with them Sobbing at vacation pictures On YouTube Babies laughing Bloopers of Law & Order and Criminal Minds Matthew Gray Gubler Powderpuff cheerleading dance routines. Seriously. Matthew Gray Gubler Epic trap music to abate my mid-day slump Novak Djokovic Outside Checking my phone to […]

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A True Story, Part 1

A True Story W. sits alone at a table near the kitchen, and the flurry of cooks, French expletives, pots and pans in the background brings him and his stillness into sharp focus. Our eyes meet and I smother the pinprick shock I feel. I can see, even from my spot, the curl of his […]

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How to win at everything

If you’re walking home by yourself in the dark, and get cat-called by a group of men, stop. Place one hand against your ear like you’re talking into a small microphone, and say: “We got him. Send in backup.” Watch them scatter. Do you have a problem with people crowding the poles on the subway? […]

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