The love song hits differently. When you hear the words, “love songs,” “corridos,” “cumbias,” “boleros” … what do you think of? How do you feel?..
Ever so often you look at me Furrow your brow and whisper Where did you come from Tell me Where did you come from ..
When I hold my phone all night, I don’t feel like Lorca. I do, however, hear audio messages of your laughter. I think Lorca..
Cuando sostengo mi celular en la mano toda la noche, no me siento como Lorca pero sí oigo audios de tu risa. Creo que..
As I reflect on my parents’ “love story,” I’m reminded of the cyclical feelings when it comes to love. When I recall kissing my girlfriend..
Reflexionar sobre la “historia de amor” de mis padres me recuerda los sentimientos cíclicos del amor. Cuando rememoro besar a mi novia en el coche..
Editor’s note: This piece is fictional. It was written as a chapter to a young adult novel. September 19, 2017 Dear Diary, A definition of teenager..
