You are meant to be, despite how you got here; you’ll see someday.
~ Raquel Cepeda
Hip-hop, this thing we love that loves us back, is our lingua franca.
Sometimes opposites attract, or so they say, but Paloma and Rocío were like arroz and mangú: they didn’t really mix well.
The hospital room was as cold as dead skin, the hallway crowded with lost souls and reeking of illness.
