Natalia Corres
The shadow of a doubt is growing into a darkness that lays waste across the land pockmarked with the remains of those who were crying out but not heard and melted into themselves out of fear and misery. The traumas that have been uprooted, roll across the landscape like herds of tumble weeds, barbed and …
Do you think it is true, That people are inherently good? Or are they really neutral, waiting to be influenced in one way or another? If you are a hero to someone, you are the villain to someone else. Are you good, or not? Whose perspective will you believe when both sides of the coin …
It is a scary time for men, not because of the small percentage of accusations that are unfounded, not because women will take away their jobs, or their withering domains, but because some men, not all of them by any means, but some men, who have been in power and have abused that power, are …
When writing I am sometimes transported to a place where words were strung together carefully, in magnificent splendor, to be memorized and recited with all the reverence of binge watching your favorite tv show. I go to the place where bards held positions of power, not because of strength of arms, but because they carried …
The labels make it easy to forget the human being included in the package. The labels make it easy to pour your fear into, to create a hatred that allows you to do the unthinkable, hurt people without regard for their humanity. To forget that they are people at all, such freedom. Such evil, to …
In the shadows between dark and light, I see you, out of the corner of my eye a movement, a motion, a gesture - just enough out of place that I know you are not an aberration, not imagination, but some creature in flux, in the half world. I do not know if you are …
"Even after I grew up" she whispered to me, "Even when I knew the monsters were just shadows... Their fangs were still real to me." My heart stretched and stretched and tore and I felt her pain. "I am just a failure" he declared, almost defiantly... "I'm stupid and I can't do anything right." And …
It isn't that I don't care, the problem is that if I open myself to all the things that are wrong in this world, if I allow myself to dive into the despair and pain, I will have no energy left to do any good where I can, right here, in my corner of the …
Pants hang loose with a rope belt and an air of stale urine, shoes duct-taped to keep from falling apart, and probably four tee shirts because it is easier to wear them than to carry them, when you need your hands free to pick up plastic water bottles in the hope that you might make …
I have the hic- cups. It brings to mind, the myri-hic-ad of folk reme-hic-dies, like scaring someone, or bit-hic-ing a lemon. I never did mas-hic-ter the drinking of water sideways. Or standing on my head while singing, and it makes me gig-hic-gle to even try. But if I think too hard about my hiccups, Presto! …
