Those who are in the street can disappear - Revista Anfibia

Grandpa Oscar: Where are you? They never gave us your body. I know you were in La Perla. And the rest is absence. I know you from the stories of Mom. And now between these papers. A year ago she gave me a blue carpet with some letters, poems and photos. I try to get your story back. But what would you say if you knew mine? I seek to know the man you have been, while I try to be the man I am, in this body. Because sometimes I am a man, even if al…