Tina Solo

Creative Nonfiction

Works of creative non-fiction.

Weaving the story of four objects to explore deeper themes of travel, immigration, gastro-cultural rituals, and personal relationships.
I cry, unsurprisingly, on my way to the airport. Not a lot — a silent, well-behaved stream of tears.
We’re on the Grand Street station waiting for the B. David leans in, craning his neck to look for train lights inside the tunnel.
Something is always lost when putting Brazilian thoughts on American paper. They resist English articulation.
Scroll to Top