Over dinner no one asks what happened, we all already know that he survived crossing the border.
Mourning
Remember the times
we got lost in space
An Ode to Love and Pain
1 I built the boundary necessary to protect myself and to live the new life I felt called to live.
Birth, Death, Resurrection
I started meeting more mothers at school, that’s how I found out that someone needed help with taking care of their children so they could go to work, and I offered. I told them, “I am at home with my husband and my three sons who work. I can take care of your children, if you want,"
That is Mi Historia
I’ve picked up the pen to once again let my words float to where they can see them.
Writing to be Free
1 We will never know. Just God knows.
A Great Childhood
You must not think of us—human beings fleeing violence—as a nuisance.