“While America will always, I think, feel foreign to me, New York City is my home. This is where I can construct my own identity freely and reject labels imposed on me.” ThinkingFeelsI CanHomeAmericaMy OwnCitiesNew YorkIdentityLabelsRejectsNew York CityConstructs Book:Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina Source: Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina
“The past is buried deep within the ground in Rabat, although the ancient walls in the old city are still standing, painted in electrifying variations of royal blue that make the winding roads look like streamlets or shallow ocean water” LooksStillsPastWaterCitiesWallTravelOceanStandingBlueAncientBuriedShallowRoyalVariationDeep WithinOcean WaterWinding RoadRoyal Blue Book:Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina Source: Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina
