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PALABRAS DEL PUEBLO
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“Gabi, if this must be your death,
Let it be your last. Because in all the years after, they still tell your story here And you still die at the end of each retelling. But when the melody of your footsteps Walks your mother back home at night, We know the sun will rise once again on this town.” Read “Elegy for Gabriel Contreras” by Elizabeth Monreal |
“In five hundred years she will be called a barbarian by white men who steal from the grave of the child she lost. A woman who knows nothing will call herself El Niño’s protector and mother, and keep him from his true family.”
Read “The Mothers of Llullaillaco” by Julia Aguirre |
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