Isabel Gonzalez

I don’t remember a time when the Internet wasn’t part of my life. It’s an open window on a screen through which I look out at a vast world.

September awaits me, winking from the edge of the road, but for the first time, going back to school has a different light.

I was born surrounded by trees and damp earth. I live amid the silence of the countryside, which sometimes heals but at other times weighs heavily.