Voices

  • My story began at birth. Original, right? My father was born in Jalisco, Mexico, and was an undocumented immigrant when he met my mother in the United States. To my…

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  • For most of my life, I didn’t embrace my heritage as a Mexican-American. I didn’t know how, and honestly, I didn’t know what that meant. I grew up in a…

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  • Let’s not lose our culture In times of COVID-19, we need you. We needed you before, we need now even more. We need you in the hospital, in clinics, over…

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  • “Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, all the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word.” Inspired by Shakespeare, the epic rivalry between the Jets and Sharks is a theatrical masterpiece…

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  • Our livesare the roadsthat end upat the garden of death. There growrare budsin unknown waysand color variants: black plants,pink cacti,dwarf willow treesand flowers as stars. Gardenersof bony handswith great tendernesscare…

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  • Everything I feel is kneaded together because these months I lock myself up,Words do not hide the feelings of these moments,From each drop of anxiety, my spirit frees me to…

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  • Time passes slowlyClock hands floatSlowly moving between the hoursAnd here I sit, I wait My mind mixes memories and dreamspast and futuretrapping me in a confusing cloudof hope and disappointment…

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  • “Más fuerte juntos!”the first comment amid the long list of names and numbers.Stop with the clichés, but, yes,Thank you, Marisa $300 Isaac $25 Anonymous $100 Cristina $1200 Anonymous $150 [Submit]…

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  • I grew up as a white dude. I grew up speaking English in white suburbia that had zero Latin culture. There was only one thread connecting me to my Latin…

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  • What does identitad mean to me? It means perseverance and resilience. It means immigrating to the United States at the age of five to a space that did not want…

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