I: eres el imán y yo soy el metal, hasta provocar tus gritos (you are the magnet and i am the metal, til i provoke your screams)
10 days ago - By Open Space
¿Y SI PUERTO RICO NO SE LEVANTA? ¿Y EN VEZ SE HUNDE, BAJO EL MAR, Y ALLÍ APRENDE, APRENDEMOS, EMPIEZA, EMPEZAMOS A RESPIRAR ALGO NUEVO, ALGO QUE NO ES YANQUI, QUE NO ES GRINGO? 1
There's a lump of fabric that sticks out of the ground behind a big cement and stone boulder in the yard of my childhood home. Wads of canvas and lace come up through the earth like the living dead. My whole life I played around this lump with its background of the Emajagüilla tree and the hospital on the other side of the fence.
I imagine that sometimes I must've wondered about it, how it got there, maybe even...
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