Teddy Dondanville

I like to be so light, as to waiver in the wind and to sit upright in order to feel just right.   I like to be with eyes closed,  like...

The sunset still looked good through my teary eyes. The cold hard bench felt just right.   “¿Papi, por qué el cielo es así?”   From golden light, to orange and...

Four months is a short time But each day you made my smile shine. I loved the meals we shared And the oceans in which we stared.   Your iconic laughter...

For this week’s edition of Los Lunes Son Para Libros, I am going to talk about a book called Between the World and Me written by Te-Nehisi Coates. It is a short book...

The sight and smell of food evoke a nausea in me kin to that of a greenhorn seaman. I drunkenly sway and stumble my way through my day. In and out...