Expanded Field
Seeking Asylum
The queue is long
like a train serpentine,
crawling in silence
at the borders;
the faces, all vacant
Identidade Fragmentada / Fragmented Identity
Beauty in Brazil is a cracked mirror. Fragmented by a colonial past, and the decades of suffering that have accompanied it, and at the same time bound together, if only in the most fragile way, by the tenacity of its own resistance.