I arrived in Poland through Gdańsk. After spending a few days there, I went to Częstochowa, where I met my partner’s family. Those were intense days, full of affection and exchange. From there, we headed to Oświęcim, where I visited the memorial in Oświęcim (Auschwitz), and then continued on to the Wieliczka Salt Mine.
As we left Oświęcim on our way to Prague, already on the bus, I began sketching out this text. My body was still carrying the weight of the images, the words, the silence, and the pain that linger in the air of that place where millions of lives were erased.