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...
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....