Author: Jessica

¨Saturday go football.¨ ¨Okay,¨ I respond hoping that some more information is coming my way. ¨You go?¨  ¨No, I did not go to football on Saturday.¨ I take a guess to see if this is for the past or the future. ¨No, no, you go Saturday.¨ ¨Ohhh, okay, I will go on Saturday.¨   From the… Read more

I have a freckled alien arm. While my right arm remains unaffected, my left arm persists to be unrecognizable. Almost two months ago it began, I jumped twenty-ish years of life and took on the freckled forearms of my grandmother after a lifetime of hard labor in the sun. I imagine allowing half of my… Read more

I can´t imagine how many souls her withered and fragile hands have touched. Although I see the steadiness has gone from them, their usefulness remains. She carves off a piece of the sour unripened mango. I would still require a cutting board to achieve the simple yet fine pieces. However, she trusts in her years… Read more

Although we still can´t decide whether his birthday was Tuesday or Wednesday, the celebration of two years of life was lively. A community and a group of friends made an appearance to remind Camilo how much he is cared for. He made a special effort to ignore his friends as he gobbled up snacks that… Read more