Welcoming the Chaos

The first time I had sleep paralysis I was sleeping in a hotel room while on a school trip. The sound of strong wind woke me up. I felt a cold wind running between me and the sheets, then it yanked me into the air. I laid suspended over the bed. I was paralyzed.

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The Shame of Being an Artist

I hate meeting new people. Introductions are awkward. My name is Blanca, not Bianca, Monica or Veronica. Blanca. I don’t give a damn about the weather and I don’t want to tell a stranger about my weekend. Nowadays when people ask me what do I do, I don’t know what to say.

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