Perhaps the signs are pointing in the opposite direction Perhaps I shouldn’t be here Perhaps I shouldn’t have come Seems like uneven territory Quicksand, boulders, and landmines A breeze that panics and changes direction A wobbling path to a storm And here I am, right in the middle. Copyrights @ 2018 Maricel Jiménez Peña
So recently I posted stuff I wrote during the storm. This post I wrote AFTER. The stories are true and despite the stress in my writing, everything turned out fine. October 12, 2017: Don't get sick. Whatever you do, don't let yourself get sick. It's not a good time to get sick now. Hospitals have no power. They won't be…
Septiembre 19, 2017. 8:46pm: Se apagan las luces. Ajá. Ya se fue– digo en voz alta. No sé por qué lo anuncio. Todo el mundo sabía que se iba a ir la luz. Era cuestión de cuándo. Pero coño, ni siquiera ha empezado a soplar. Me quejo, pero no vale la pena. No es como que se puede evitar. Esta…