Tag: Memories
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reEncuentros
Nostalgia: I met her in a movie theater somewhere in coral gables under the half-moon sky and with tears pouring down my eyes. I saw her again in the lies of a lover, the deceit in our love; its eternal manifestation. I let her stream through my ears via the words of great artists that…
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Walking Alongside The Girl With The Broken Smile
How long has it been? a month? two? another birthday? It’s odd to come back here to the cloud of thoughts that linger in written works about identity and self. I think the strongest reason why I haven’t been able to write a single word down in the past 2 months has been the inaudibility…
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Departure
Leaving is always tough, bittersweet, necessary, but painful. Yet, this time around it felt like I was Frida Kahlo and I felt so disconnected with both of the emotions that were splitting me into two, I could hardly recognize myself. I saw others be surprised of this girl who is reinventing herself, yearning for a…
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Juli-O
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“Home”
I was born in a big city, and pretty much spent my childhood at a central location. It was a nest; a surrounded nest. We lived in a building that has 4 stories. Like many South American families, we lived above the family business that my parents ran. So the first floor was the family…
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