Category: 1,000 miles
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1,000 miles: step 17
“I suppose, I love this life in spite of my clenched fist. …we all have different reasons for forgetting how to breathe…” Last Wednesday, my English professor shared Andrea Gibson’s “For Eli” with our class. He said the video was a response from one of our classmates to a class discussion on war. He meant,…
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1,000 miles: step 16
With a biology test and a precalculus exam this week, it would make sense for this to be another week spent poem-less. And it will be. Right after this drafty interlude: second breath Stick a needle through my tongue, stitching your thin string, spell out your grievance: its icing so thick, it’s almost sweet. You…
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1,000 miles: step 14
Last night, watching las noticias, the news, via Univision, there was a segment that took my breath away. It was a brief report about the Residency Now campaign for Central Americans under the Temporary Protected Status. My heart started racing with that crazy flutter of wings from which hope learns to fly with. I am…
Claudia Rojas 