The day we said good-bye, I imagined my arms pressed around
his body one last time—because we knew none of us would be allowed to touch or
to see him again. We knew years of his
young life had been surgically removed.
Random, day-to-day reflections of what it means to live as a member of the human race on a planet which has become as vulnerable as a human body. Cecile Pineda's books are available from Independent Publishers Group.
