Carolina AzcuñaFree WritingI was the kind of child you’d see dressed up in colors and patterns and immediately, with no control whatsoever, smile from ear to ear of…Jan 29, 2018Jan 29, 2018
Carolina AzcuñaAn Open Letter to my 225 Thai StudentsI can’t remember exactly what my first day going into school was like, but I’m sure I checked myself in the mirror multiple times just to…Nov 28, 2017Nov 28, 2017
Carolina AzcuñaStillShe felt the wetness on her palm and awoke from her imagination. Turning off the faucet, she placed her filled glass on the table and…Sep 28, 2017Sep 28, 2017
Carolina AzcuñaSorry I’m lateI could’ve probably left my brother’s place a little earlier, but here I was…about 20 minutes late and stuck in traffic. I’m so sorry I’m…Sep 2, 2017Sep 2, 2017
Carolina AzcuñaOne WayI could sit here and type out stories of the places in the world I’ve seen, the faces I’ve taken in, the moments I’ve pinned to my soul to…Jul 24, 2017Jul 24, 2017
Carolina AzcuñaRubyWhat happens when you love too hard? When somebody is not ready to receive what you have to give? Who takes all of that light and power you…Jul 17, 2017Jul 17, 2017
Carolina AzcuñaRideThe jolt of the moving traffic woke her up out of her daze; it was about the third time since she had left school that she had zoned out…Jun 7, 2017Jun 7, 2017
Carolina AzcuñaMe or my mind?The way we question things comes from our innate nature to try and protect ourselves. I’ve always found it fascinating to look at human…May 30, 2017May 30, 2017
