Alex, where are you from? Where are you from, Alex? I’m from waking up at 10:30 in the morning with unreal fantasies about chocolate houses and licorice palaces dancing in my head, forcing my eyes to adjust to the bright sun coming through the open window, and to a father who tells me “The day … Continue reading Alex, Where Are You From?
I’m from hot summer nights and being coated in mosquito bites. Waking up my brother only for him to tell me “Go back to sleep” and finding my cousins sleeping next to me in a queen size bed meant for two. I’m from a place where you can not miss out on the opportunity … Continue reading Erick, Where Are You From?