My breathing into the worldcollapsed two years ago when our common lights and desireswere smashed against the darknessof prison cells and constant repression.An army of police could seize the ballots,beat us up, we peaceful voters,we would fall but stand up again:1 d’Octubre, ni oblit ni perdó,October 1, no oblivion, no reprievefor those who strangle democracy.Today… Continue reading My Breathing into the World