por Moira Millán | blog_en
As I’m writing these lines, my keyboard is moist from the tears that won’t stop flowing out of so much pain. Hopefully, that water flowing like torrents from the eyes of millions of people, outraged by this genocide against the Palestinian people, will...
por Moira Millán | blog_en
Mari mari kom pu lamngen ka pu wenuy, A few years ago traveling through the plurinational territories of Argentina, I was offered a knowledge that I treasure and claim as a right, it is regarding “Good Dying”. In the voices of innumerable Indigenous nations, I...
por Moira Millán | blog_en
June 10th, the mountains woke up with white caps on their heads, and watched with boredom, the monotonous awakening of village life. I write to you from Puelmapu (Argentina), Lof pillañ Mahiza (Mapuche Community Pillan Mahuiza), in Corcovado. Also today the earth is ...