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  • Se Rentan Nubes

    November 17, 2019 by

    El paisaje no podía ser más horrendo y devastador. La tierra se veía triste y gris y su aridez era muy profunda.  Así era la tierra de mi padre en esos tiempos. Seguía siendo tierra fértil, sólo que esa fertilidad necesitaba agua, agua que venía escaseando desde que yo nací. Hacía once años que no llovía. La tristeza era visible en el rostro de mi padre y se comenzaba a parecer a su propia tierra pues ya se le notaban surcos áridos en la frente y alrededor de sus ojos.  Cualquier desierto podría tener más vida. De seguro había desiertos… Read more Continue reading Se Rentan Nubes

  • Miles Away

    November 12, 2019 by

    Miles was twelve when I met him. He was lightly autistic. It was hard to pinpoint his abnormalities. It seemed like his mind worked faster than he could express his thoughts. His left eye blinked rapidly when he struggled to express his thoughts. He was impatient and ignored people who disregarded him as a slow kid. My first impression was that he appeared to be an average kid. How wrong I was. He had been home-schooled. They said there was too much trouble at the public school, and that he had suffered at the hands of bullies for a long… Read more Continue reading Miles Away

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