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Niña Sandejas

Niña Sandejas

God Forbid a Mother Shows Her Teeth

God Forbid a Mother Shows Her Teeth

I’m trying to write this with a gentleness I do not feel. A public gentleness, because God forbid a mother shows her teeth. But inside, the marrow of me is screaming. There are things that need to be dragged into the light, especially when the body that hits the

Framing Devotion: On Music, Memory, and the Invisible Work of Witnessing

Framing Devotion: On Music, Memory, and the Invisible Work of Witnessing

We all know the feeling—how music lodges itself deep into the soft parts of you. How one song, out of nowhere, feels like it crawled out of your chest just to meet you halfway. You hear it, and suddenly you’re not alone. The ache is mutual. The joy is shared.

Love, Like Comets, Arrives from the Edge of the Universe

Love, Like Comets, Arrives from the Edge of the Universe

In the early hours of April 13th, after the last song had been played and the final note struck, a streak of green cut across the sky, lighting up the corner of my eye, up above the parking lot of Saguijo.