An excerpt from my recently published book, Mensajes Desde Colombia: Messages from Colombia (2019), 48 pp.
‘Mensajes Desde Colombia’: The epilogue
How can I ‘write what I know’ when I don’t know anything?
If a writing “territory” exists in which I know more than others, it might be the Presbyterian Church (USA) peace-accompaniment program in Colombia (or the 1971-72 Washington Redskins).
Powerful woman, powerful writing
When I think about "powerful writing," I would point to the piece that I wrote for a website about the late South African female soccer player Eudy Simelane.
Swimming
Blood poured from my chin onto my chest. It’s a regrettable thing, to be bleeding, to be bleeding in public. And then not to be aware that you are bleeding.
And the verdict is in
Via her phone, a student was rebroadcasting someone’s rebroadcast of a broadcast of the jury verdict in the Laquan McDonald case.
