I never knew how it felt to receive affection from a mother. That warm feeling of motherly instincts was far from recognizable to me. My mother was anything but nurturing. I would’ve done everything in my power to have her lay on the couch and hug me when I was younger. Little did I knowContinue reading “A Letter From Me to Them by Gelsandra Guzman”
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Mudskipper by Odalys Quevedo
“A virus,” they said. “Voluntary quarantine,” they suggested. Ooze, I became. Daily functions relegated only to survival. Eat, feed children, do laundry, sleep, repeat. All under the same roof, all by the same ooze. “School is closed for the rest of the year,” they said. “Remote learning,” they suggested. Oozier, I became. Eat, feed children,Continue reading “Mudskipper by Odalys Quevedo”