Alesandra Lizarraga
Joined July 2022
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Bio
Starting from the hot cements, the crumbling houses made of bricks, the pouring waters, the bright green fields, I carry the blood of the never ending unity. Daughter of immigrant parents breaking generational barriers.
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Here Today
I saw the night sky with many stars but I didn’t know what to say. There was clouds, some airplanes and a ray of darkness. I sat on the never ending grass waiting for an answer to appear, but among the many layers that sat beneath me, I knew it was similar just like the depth to my heart.
By Alesandra Lizarraga2 years ago in Poets
