Tag: #personalessay

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...

Are there any futures written out there in which my communities survive? This question provoked a conflict of distress and hope within me, launching my research on contemporary speculative fiction. It fueled my study on published Latina and LatinX writers,...