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Jean Claude
They decided to bathe me. And I resisted. For thirty years, I have walked through the streets of...
Jean Claude
They decided to bathe me. And I resisted. For thirty years, I have walked through the streets of my town carrying my backpack full of odds and ends, sleeping in the best corner the night clears for...
Certainty (Certeza)
Certainty Like the one that, with dark clouds,Announces the downpour.Like the aura before the convulsion,The heat before the tremor.Like my eyes, before the alarm clock rings.Like wet flowers in the...
Writing from what is lived
All authentic writing is born, in some way, from experience. Not necessarily from autobiography, but from a careful observation of what it means to be human: pain, loss, hope, childhood, fear, and...
The short story: brevity, intensity, and silence
The short story is a demanding genre. Its brevity does not make it simple; on the contrary, it requires meaning, tension, and emotion to be condensed into a limited space. Every word matters. Every...
Literature as a form of knowledge
Literature is not merely an aesthetic exercise or a form of entertainment. It is, above all, a way of knowing. Through writing, human beings organize experience, give shape to what is lived, and...