October 27, 2012 archive

In the Time of the Butterflies – Book Review

But all I hear is my own breathing and the blessed silence of those cool, clear nights under the anacahuita tree before anyone breathes a word of the future. And I see them there in my memory, as still as statues, Mama and Papa, and Minerva and Mate and Patria, and I’m thinking something is …

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