#ArdeAsturias. Fire In Paradise


  We are burning. Our green paradise is slowly turning black under the fires that scar our landscapes and kill our wildlife. Yet many people will believe that this is inevitable and will not lay the blame squarely on the right shoulders. They'll go on about irresponsible farmers or hunters, but nobody cares to investigate... Continue Reading →

The Proof and The Burden


    I guess it started when I was nine and my classmate pulled up my skirt in the playground. I discovered two things: that this world is definitely biased against whoever dares to question the status quo; and that I was never going to be 'normal' enough to keep quiet for long. That afternoon... Continue Reading →

No Country for Green Dogs


 //pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); "España camisa blanca de mi esperanza reseca historia que nos abraza por acercarse sólo a mirarla. Paloma buscando cielos más estrellados donde entendernos sin destrozarnos donde sentarnos y conversar." Blas de Otero (Spain,  the blank shirt of my hope,/ your shriveled history  embraces us/ by just drawing closer to... Continue Reading →

The True You


  Hello. It's me. The You that is within sight of the half century mark. I hope I can convey to you just how marvelous you are. Forget all those times you were told the opposite. You are tough as nails, smart as the north wind that whips the coast. You're a beam of sunlight... Continue Reading →

Catalonia, Or The Popular Fight for Freedom


  medianet_width = "300"; medianet_height = "250"; medianet_crid = "196614736"; medianet_versionId = "3111299"; //contextual.media.net/nmedianet.js?cid=8CU4W1215   I've been thinking about something to say about the Catalan referendum for days. But I'm going to talk about Spain, I have lived abroad and I consider myself a working-class, critical thinker with the fortune of having been able to... Continue Reading →

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