Tomorrow

I eat a plate of rice. It was the thing that Sajira loved most with the colors.

He is now among the sweet harmonies of the rainbow, like a true angel with feathered wings.

How I would like to be holy to be able to caress it one day, but I don't deserve heaven ...

Tomorrow I will leave for America and it will be a day like any other, but without my heart in my chest.

Death tore him away, bringing with him what was dearest to me in the world.

It flew away too soon and I will fly by plane after three and a half years of living in Tokyo.

Trump's America makes me shiver. What if I find everything changed? What if you find a bigoted and uncivilized America?

Obama was perfect, feminist and aware that all human beings have the same rights.

Trump, on the other hand, is racist and misogynist. Homophobe.

I tremble at the thought of going home, to my homeland but I have to do it. Here I have nothing to hold me back.