The Trail of a Lost Feminist in Colombia

Original post date: 7/07/12 The Bolivian professor living in my homestay apartment here in MedellĂ­n was and possibly may still be an enigma to me, the gringa, the extranjera one room over. He’s a kind man in his late thirties who wakes up at the crack of dawn and works all day before returning briefly […]

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Mi Linda

Original post date: 6/27/12 Mi linda. Just seconds before, my robe was pulled fast and tight around my body, knuckles turning white, body tense and erect. Now his surgical marker is drawing circles and straight edged lines from my neck down my torso. And I can no longer feel. I’m not happy. I’m not sad. […]

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