María is a doctoral student in international security, analyst in conflict contexts, advisor on medical and humanitarian missions, and writer. It combines its work in the field—especially in health-related fields, violence and forced displacement—with literary writing and the narrative essay.
He has lived and worked in different countries in Europe, Africa and Western Asia, and his writing is nourished by that migrant experience, as well as a radically human look at power systems, war and intimacy.
In this survival we make trips through words. That's why we write. That's why we read. To try to sublimate all this that happens to us, that sometimes we are not even able to name.
I spent a day looking for stories in that section of Cairo. It was very hot and the smell of garbage was too intense. When I saw Michael Amira and I took a picture; Amira both smiled and started talking to me like I belonged to that place.
The victory of violence in Somalia is reflected in the numerous mercenaries who live to kill journalists on request, Actually I started researching a year ago.
At 14 years they married and had to stop studying. At 16, She gave birth to a girl in a hospital in Nairobi. She wept inconsolably for days. 'I wanted to have a child- repeated tearfully. "My daughter will suffer so much! Sorry, sorry, sorry…", she told her baby.
For Mama Fatuma was not a happy day: her husband had to divorce her. He married he does 25 years, but she had stopped menstruating few months ago and her husband decided to marry a fertile woman.
"Suddenly one day you will wake up and you realize you've been twelve years thinking that being a refugee is temporary. Twelve years", reflects bitterly Halim from Dadaab, the largest refugee camp in Africa.
The terrible attacks by Somali terrorists are favored by the Kenyan police corruption and by an ongoing conflict of commercial interests between the two countries. Kenya, while, threatens to deport 450.000 refugees among whom half are women and children. Aims to close the Dadaab refugee camp.
Garissa is also what we have not counted. It's that selling military information for a small fee, without any shame. Or unscrupulous practitioners who photographed the bodies of the dead and sold the photos.
Karimi, one of the survivors who remained in hiding for hours, has recounted how the terrorists offered to be released and those students who believed them and left the room were killed.
Se había dejado atropellar por tercera vez para que el conductor del matatu tuviera que pagarle una "indemnización" little legal, I thought to pay for college for their children. I had everything perfectly planned.
The woman who touched my gift, the booklet Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie "We should all be feminists", said: "Las feministas son ésas que enseñan el pecho, ¿no?". another answered: "Y no cocinan".
I spent a sneak chatting with patients and week writing whenever I have a free moment. I hide in the basement of the hospital, surrounded by old stretchers and wheelchairs, I collect and beliefs about madness, life and death.
We could be in any city in the world. Everything is friendly, but we started talking, relaxed, and Mina anecdote tells how he was kidnapped last week. goodbye jazz, Goodbye friendly atmosphere, goodbye wonderful spring temperature.
Why an AIDS-infected man can rape his daughter because he believes that having sex with a virgin girl will cure? Belief play a causal role in behavior, and there are behaviors that can not be respected or understood. A wretch who performs ablation her daughter is a miserable, it protect him in the belief that protect him.
I spent a few months of silence, debating between having and not having, trying to find how or why. Several times a day I found myself thinking, "This is outrageous, this I have to tell the tale. "Or" This is beautiful, I have to share this ".