Every summer, on every family vacation,my mom made my primas and me drink from the ocean. So that our bellies, fat and soft, could learn since infancy,the sting of the water, the bitterness of motherhood. This summer, Diana confesses she’s been dreaming of children—her children. Believes they are trying to protect her, even though unborn. Do you need a body to protect another? My mom’s body has changedthe most throughout the years. When we watch…
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