Writing about homesickness is like having heart surgery. It’s evasive. My heart is inside a snow globe, on the highest shelf in my room. Usually, the sun illuminates this glass ball, but on the days I shake it the snow falls and I lose myself. It gets cold, dark and…
This body, where I, live is my favorite place. Today I accept it and I don’t wish another, but it wasn’t always like this. Since I was born my big eyes were always the focus of attention. Impossible not to notice them. When I was fifteen, I discovered black eyeliner…
Aurora and I celebrated ten years of friendship, we had the perfect excuse to go out. (I was the mastermind because she didn’t remember our special day). I opened the door of my nest of madness. She was down and stressed: ” I need your energy today.” ” That and a bottle of wine?” I smiled and hugged her. We headed…
“Hey!” – She shouted, scaring the bejesus out of me. That was Bokyoung Park, smiling and ready to be a part of Alice’s world. It took one class with Bo to never stop going. I was the worst student there but also the happiest. In the end I apologized to…
Finally, and for the first time, I started to live on my own. I was feeling creative and excited. Living by myself meant that I had all the freedom to decorate, cook, wander around the house naked and grab things up from the floor with my toes, judgement free. I…
From an early age, the land where I was born was mentioned on my school homework. Misspelled but described with nostalgia and curiosity. Destiny made me move to the United States, and when it was possible I went to Connecticut. Without expectations, I led to the indicated address, and in…
I built a house for you, for me, for us. This house didn’t have walls, wasn’t palpable or visible but it existed. I know it existed. It was filled with contagious laughter, contemplative silences, heartfelt caresses, and deep stares. It smelled of you, of me and the sea. Only our…
When I travel by bus I try to sit near a window. I sit down, snuggle up, and when the engine starts, my mind races. On the way, the different landscapes emerge swiftly and my thoughts are lost in the different colors, textures and sounds. I settle there, looking and…