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About Trees

By Ana Brotas

Trees do not have eyes, at least, in a way that would be conventionally recognizable. Trees had certainly captivated the attention of my grandmother and she would often claim that they were some sort of monument, almost holding a monolith status. My mother, like her mother, embraced that exact same fascination, repeating these words once more down the tree lineage.

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But fly

By Isadora Canela

What you were became suddenly a memory. You want a hug and it seems as faraway as your best future dream. You are dissolving and even on this form the walls still holding you. And then you look around. You breathe. You change. You die. You live. You, human, you are alive, not alone.

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