| Summary: | This creative non-fiction piece (written in my signature su(s)i generis Spanglish) called ‘CROWN Crónica’ stems, as much of my writing does (al menos partially), from an email exchange. This time with a student, who found suddenly being back home with her parents (sent packing, like many university students, in the early weeks of CrownVirusMundo) to be hazardous to her (mental) health. In trying to comfort her, I grapple with the issue of shame, its paralysing grip on so many of us. In the ironic Coda, added some 8 months later, I show just how wildly misplaced those feelings of shame were, and reach toward a tentative sense of plenitude, even gratitude, as CrownAño 2020 draws to a close.
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