Status Updates From היו זמנים בארגנטינה

‘A light, burdensome legacy—the letter of her life. I once suggested she write down her memories—I soon forgot my suggestion, but she didn’t—The handwriting—a trace of another era. The sentences are full of whispered truths. My—grandmother—Argentine colloquialism w/ her outsider’s roots—referred to azúcar as asucre. What she missed most—violets, impossible to compare—Time shifted,—Maradona—Obelisco—euphoria swirled—’

‘I have a letter—an unresolved memory—memory is mine, although it doesn’t belong only to me. Its—is the same as always—to disappear before being told. I’m going to travel backward. It’s possible that, somewhere in the world, some distant relative still knows—I prefer to accept the version I heard as a child—the one that tells of a timely betrayal and sly cowardice. Not just far away but in another world—Buenos Aires’