Tag: #mother

As I scroll past images of wallpapers for the new apartment, I suddenly remember how much I loved the colors of my godmother’s house in Constanza. I am taken back to 1999, and remember my mom telling me how she...

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...