I’m a Latina – here, I said it. I was born in Romania, from Romanian parents, a Latin legacy that burns like a flame in my heart since the day I finally understood that poetry was first written by love…

I am, and I breathe passion, and I am blessed to have a soul to respond like a thunder. But before this… I was wearing a black shirt, I had a black heart. It feels good to have light now, but the past, well… sometimes the past, comes to haunt me. And I had to share this: we shall never forget what gave us roots, what thought us to be, what made us understand… We shall never forget that we once had a bleeding heart, and a black shirt. Thank God we can sometimes strip off the past.


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