War as a marginal detail

Today passes with the same routine since I was born, only the faces add something new that I can mention; before, I was a child that passersby looked at wondering what species was this creature. I am the same person today, with more baldness, and […]

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We dream today. We dream tomorrow.

Seeing the light of your smile is enough to make me want to live, even if metaphorically and nothing more. I only know a little about immigration; I know every letter that has been written about exile, eeriness, and tears in the darkest of the […]

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