Dear Senda,

My body and your body are an ocean apart. I am standing very close from where your body came out of your mother’s body. Your body was here under the sun for seven years. Then your bodies and all these other bodies close to your body when on a boat, full of bodies, to a place in the United States that had way more bodies than the one you left.

When your body was old and tired, the fire in hundreds of bodies that looked like yours was snuffed right here where your body was before. Bodies threw other bodies in a ditch because it didn’t matter what those bodies did or who they belonged to. Your body was far away, and now my body is close.

Best wishes,

Glauco