Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A while ago I came across the poem by Dylan Thomas Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night. As it has been not so long since my father’s […]Read Post ›
A while ago, the book titled Fruit of the Drunken Tree piqued my interest. The story contrasts the struggles of Chula, who lives in a gated community in Bogotá, Columbia and Petrona, the family’s maid, who lives in city’s slum area–an area controlled by followers of Pablo Escobar, an infamous drug lord. Ingrid Rojas Contreras, the author, used her […]Read Post ›
Just Following Him 