Experimenting...
So, I've created this other blog where I'll post pieces from something I call, Letters to the Other. I don't know what to call this first post. Is it a poem, is it an essay, a short story?
I am made more conscious of my flaws, not having that literary background.
It doesn't really matter...I suppose this is just my way of verbalizing my experience. Going back to the point where I lost and found myself, I see how much it all is connected to the written word, to language and my love for it, and how this all in turn are rooted in community and that sense of connectedness that was one of the first things I lost when I came to this country.
I am made more conscious of my flaws, not having that literary background.
It doesn't really matter...I suppose this is just my way of verbalizing my experience. Going back to the point where I lost and found myself, I see how much it all is connected to the written word, to language and my love for it, and how this all in turn are rooted in community and that sense of connectedness that was one of the first things I lost when I came to this country.
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