Refusing to quit the race

"Tell me how you feel?"you ask me so calmly that I find my tongue slippingI open my mouthbut instead the tears start dripping. I want to tell you everything,but I'm afraid of this internal stormI shake my headbecause the words don't seem to form. I stare ahead wishingyou could look into my eyesand see all … Continue reading Refusing to quit the race

Inside the mind of an immigrant

When I came to America in 2013, I was fourteen years old and had no knowledge of cultures outside of the one I grew up in. I was naive and used to live in my own little fantasy world. I still kinda do. My made up characters are a better interaction then most real people … Continue reading Inside the mind of an immigrant