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Tropical storm clouds pervaded the sky for days before we got the first glimmer of sun rays. I woke up smiling that morning, eager to go down and play by the riverbed with Xiomara and Jaime. After breakfast, we ran out of the house barefoot into the outdoors. I could hear Mama yelling after us to be home for lunch and I made a mental note. We ran down the foot trails to the river, breathing in the wet air and light breeze. Immediately, we dipped our toes into the cold water, shrieking and giggling. We spent hours searching for f...
There are moments that are frozen in time. The clumsiness of a first kiss; lips smushed together, saliva and inexperience waltzing to the tune of a song my mother used to sing. The theatrics are over in a millisecond, but every square inch of that moment is committed to memory. That’s what makes moments like these so difficult. How am I supposed to commit this moment to memory when I can’t see your face. Can’t imagine the curve of your lips telling me the words. What does that moment look like? “It’s all true.” Your voice rings cold and fina...
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