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The hate we love in Venezuela

bordering on a social experiment

Modern Life

I'm you from the future and I'm beat

I could have slept in the quiet but had to leave

Hear the quiet incantation of the uncle in the corner, hear my own breath in prostration.

the brightness of the blue water reflected in their goggles

Our league is called the “Downriver League.”

King in the North

Like many others, when posting pictures of myself and friends on social media, I find myself captioning them #YaranNorthSide.

2 de Octubre no se olvida

Before 4 o’ clock, I caught a north-bound train on line 3 from campus to join the protest.

Man was born for love and revolution

I knew my reasons for wanting to be there were primarily emotional, not logical.

Palimpsest

But there he is again, a few pages later, with his tiny cursive handwriting.

The Case for Climate Rage

"I barely know your kids and I feel like I would jump in front of a bus to stop this shit."