I have each leg on a different shore. I have each leg on a different shore and between them lies a violent ocean that so long ago turned humans into property and a continent rich with history into a mother grieving the loss of her children. I feel like a character in a story that I don’t even know and I have to resolve a conflict that I’m in the middle of without knowing which side I’m on. I’m losing. This had been going on ever since I was born in a country that was foreign
