Monthly Archives: August 2013

My Eyes

It’s strange, but sometimes my mind thinks in poetry. Ever since our return from El Salvador, I’ve been having daily realizations of the person I am and the person I need to…

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“Mi Gusta”

I vividly remember the reactions I received when I was in high school and I decided to take French instead of Spanish. Most people told me that it was stupid–that’d I’d never…

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