Tormenta cerebral / Brainstorm

   Dear Susan,   I have grown accustomed to the glares and glimmers on the glasses all around the station. I know I t...

  I wanted to get out. I wanted to scream too. But I couldn’t. My mouth couldn’t open so, of course, no voice or sound co...

  There seemed to be no change in the weather. The wind continued to howl all night, not stopping for a moment. Luckily, there was a very l...

   I took off my clothes and just tossed them to one side, on the sand. The wind was chilly and every single hair on my skin rose because o...