IT’S BECAUSE I’M A LIBRA
Telling people I am a Libra, is really just a short and lazy way of telling people I am unable to make decisions. I always crumble under pressure, I see the good in everyone even if it’s not there and...
Telling people I am a Libra, is really just a short and lazy way of telling people I am unable to make decisions. I always crumble under pressure, I see the good in everyone even if it’s not there and...
No tengo memoria de cómo eras al principio, cuando ni siquiera me daba cuenta de que eras parte de mí. Tu cicatriz redondita era un eslabón de la cadena materna infinita. Tampoco recuerdo exactamente cuándo se inició la etapa de...
for R.E.C. You’re seventeen years old and you’re having a bad day. Well, it’s actually another bad day, in a string of rotten months, in what is turning out to be a terrible year. But you don’t want to talk...
I’ve been staring at the walls of this marble prison for lord knows how long. Soothing the fatigue of dragging heavy limbs that are tied with chains to my bedframe. My eyes soaked much before stepping in, stained yellow from...
En la penumbra de la noche Mis inquietudes se aceleran Las palabras son un reproche Con el deseo de me que acogieran La incertidumbre nos recibe al alba Mientras el alma afligida Nuestra desdicha graba Queriendo recurrir a una huida...
sola solita mirada y sonrisa ojos lejanos miradas jamás vistas mias solo mias montañas distantes y frías llamadas que callan calles se encuentran en camino to other countries there are days chaos only comes from connections silencio sounds different in...
Hace casi tres meses llegué a Reino Unido y aunque no he recibido ataques racistas aún, ya me gritaron: “Masks don’t work!”, por usar mascarilla en la calle. Después del aislamiento obligatorio al llegar al país, en mi primera salida...
If a year ever needed to be escaped from, it was 2020. Como muchos in the BIPOC community, I had a tough time, what with job instability, violence, prejudice, global warming, crumbling democracy, and, oh yeah, una jodienda pandémica. To...
Our professor wrote us an email with a bad-mood-warning kind of vibe, letting us know that not everyone going through this pandemic is on equal footing, that there are poor people crowded together dying in the streets of European cities....