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  • They´re just kids

    This story took place more than five years ago during the months I stayed in Ghana. And its lesson continues to grow with me over the years. There was nothing particular about that day. It was the usual sharp sunshine, the kind that makes you want to take a nap at 11 am, and theContinue…

  • Lost Love Song

    She sometimes shows up out of nowhere, that girl who defines goodness as a series of rigid, dogmatic acts. Self-centered in her world, she sees life as a canvas in which one can only paint in black and white, be either right or wrong. Her prayers to God are frustrated and impatient lamentations, pleading toContinue…

  • My father

    My father was a complex man. About him, one will hear both beautiful and not-so-beautiful things. For my uncle and aunties, he was their beloved brother. A generous man who loved listening to Bob Marley and Paul McCartney. Even some of my maternal cousins fondly remember the times he picked them up in his taxiContinue…

  • Oh, my dear shame

    [October 26, 2023] Oh, my dear shame. What worlds we´ve travelled together! I was you, and you were me. For so long. For so many years, we were each other. You carried me because I needed you. Or was it the other way around? It doesn’t matter, the same way it doesn’t matter to knowContinue…