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B-side Stories
As in Alice Through the Looking Glass, where everything is the same but reversed, I live my life flat, folded in two, like a sheet of paper. I see its opposing faces. I was once a princess; now I am in servitude. I used to be an actress; now, I work behind the camera, decorating someone else’s room. I was once white; now I am Latina, a mestiza—a second nation from another nation.
One day, I was young; today, I am 50, for heaven's sake. If I’m halfway through the journey, no one can know (better not to be aware of). I don’t reproach destiny for anything. I always wanted to see more. I fell in love with the photographer and the bartender. I grew bored when I was "up there," and with my spirit broken, I sought out those of my own class. I found undefined colours, incomplete shapes, loose ends, and nothing to tie me down. I loved the stars in southern skies, and now I long to see those of the north (for here, it’s mostly cloudy). Without comparison, I love them just the same.
“You're tiny,” they whisper. “I know,” I shout when they let themselves be seen. I miss them, though here I fall in love.
