I Miss the Hills

Personal memory by Marina S.

2010 CESan Fernando Valley, CA

The valley used to have winding, rolling, golden hills. Birds and hawks would fly over my small house. Then, they began to commercialize and construct away the hills until they were flattened into movie theaters and malls. I miss the hills.

Memory submitted at One Life: Maya Lin, National Portrait Gallery, 2022

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