Hay días de marcapasos, como hoy,
días de muerte
de pan y sombra.
Días de exiliar almas
en frascos de cristal.
Days of sadness.
How do you pronounce your name?
When my dad named me, in a small hospital room in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic, he probably never thought that one day I would leave ...
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Very grateful to have hosted, alongside Vatic Kumba the Community Dinner Table! Thank you to the Department of Art, Culture & Tourism fo... -
¡Puerto Rico se levanta! Y Quisqueya, tu amiga, te canta: Hermana mía, Renaceran tus flores al mediodía ¡Puert...
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