Tag: #Spanish

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...

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....

I find the skull lying in a back alley. It has no eyes, but I know she looks at me—a timid shriek coming out of the darkness. Thick storms of brown and gray spill out of the trash as I...