Mi Piel

Tells the secrets I would never speak out loud. The ridge across my forehead quietly gives witness to the worries I’ve carried since childhood. The burrowed folds between my brows carry the weight of the endless prayers I supplicate a mi gran Dios en secreto. The creases around my eyes silently exclaim the joy and …

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I have a story burrowed deep within me. I can’t get it out. It’s trapped. I’ve tried to ignore it but it refuses to live unacknowledged. It speaks to me. I want to release it but I’m afraid. What if it’s no good? What if I built it up my whole life and then when …

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