Illusionistical

Each day when the sun had set and all of us children had eaten our dinners, we would sit outside of the purplish-red steps that led up to the porch of my grandparent’s humble home. It was the only house of white and on a block full of yellow, pink and lime-green colors, and the [...]

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It has been nearly a year and a half since that day, and I still have not brought myself to leave the world of the living and join my ancestors waiting for me on the other side. I still spend each day in the apartment; either [...]

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It had been nearly three months since my return from the hospital, with my beautiful baby girl in my arms and my loving husband by my side. I remember that on the way home in the taxi, I could only laugh and shake my head as my husband talked nonstop to [...]