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In my dream, I had donned the dead body of my grandmother, Omama: her breasts, her torso. That body guided me through the shadows into a dark closet,a corner where she had hidden something she wanted to keep secret from my mother. It was a small box with capsules inside. I wanted my own body back. Hers was too cold.

ANA CASAS BRODA
KINDERWUNSCH
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