Is “Vaulting the Sea” good queer representation? My feelings about “Vaulting the Sea” are quite conflicted. In many ways, it is a good story. From its narrative structure to the author’s writing style, I see a lot of great qualities in this story, but there was something about it that felt all too familiar in an uncomfortable way. Unrequited love seems to be a common trope when it comes to queer literature, with characters who secretly spend years chasing after the same person only to be rejected. These stories are filled with pain and struggle. They function as both love stories and coming-of-age stories. These types of stories do serve a purpose and can share an aspect of the queer experience, but when it’s the only kind of story you see, it makes you wonder why queer love can never succeed. It’s unclear whether “Vaulting the Sea” is a story of unrequited love, but what is clear is that Taoyu doesn’t get the guy. The story at the very least plays into the trope of un...
(The Things They Carried, reimagined from the perspective of Ted Lavender) Boom-down, he said. Like cement. I watched curiously as Kiowa described my death, a death which I had no memory of. I glanced over at the hollow faces of my fellow soldiers. They looked more dead than I felt. It’s a strange feeling, to be conscious but not alive, to see your own body on the ground with a bullet through it. Strange, but not frightening as one might expect it to be. It feels … light. I’m not sure why I’m still here. My body has left for home, yet I remain with my platoon. I guess a part of me feels like I can’t leave. At least not yet, not until it’s over and I know that they’re safe. As I watched them move forward, I felt a bit of the weight I once carried return to me. Although this time it felt different, because I didn’t feel the strain on my back, I felt it in my soul. The lightness I had felt earlier was the release of the weight of my life, but as I watched the other soldi...