Daniella Silva

Joined May 2021

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A weird latinx writer person who sucks at texting you back.

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I am Ashamed of Where I Come From
I am ashamed of 83rd Street. Where I fell to my knees on a road of broken glass. As my mother built a brick wall around our house and our father welded bars against the windows.
By Daniella Silva4 years ago in Poets
Angie is America
Angie is America By Daniella Silva, an American. I want to tell you about how my mom ran for her life, crossed the border, walked on the desert and held my sister in her arms on the 4th of July. I want to write about how I cry whenever I hear “America the Beautiful” and how I am a child of immigrants but, I never felt like a child of America. I want to write about how my sister is more American than me.
By Daniella Silva5 years ago in Poets
Short Skirt Summer
I do not possess a summer body. A thin lovely body that basks in heat. I have always covered up my body. But, that summer had been enough for me.
By Daniella Silva5 years ago in Poets
Fuck the Rainbow
“Do you know what I want to do before I turn twenty eight?” He asks with a smile on his face. No. “I want to fuck the rainbow.” He states,
By Daniella Silva5 years ago in Poets