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“The story of my journey to the United States across the Mexican desert parallels the experiences of many migrants, yet each one of us comes to this country with our own unique stories that do not always get the chance to be told. What we do share in common, however, are the experiences of having lived through systems that pushed us out of our homelands.”
“Being of Pech descent in the diaspora is not easy, especially considering that we are taught our colonizers “saved us.” This narrative has created generational trauma for my family, who feels constantly unheard and alienated from our land. However, I know we are seeds of resistance and our spirits cannot be taken away. On November 28, Xiomara Castro and the Libre Party won the presidential elections in Honduras—a victory that represents hope and trust for a better country and for our people.”
“My family and I did not simply “choose” to migrate, we did so out of necessity. The uneven nature of the global capitalist economy increases forced migration, disrupting familial and social relationships in countless ways, not only at the US-Mexico border, but also when family members are pushed to leave their communities and are unable to take their children with them. I am determined to continue working on addressing the root causes that created the conditions we were forced to flee, such as US interventionism in Central America and in many other regions around the world.”
“I am a Black international student from Kenya at Duke University, one of the many students in this settler-colonial, imperialist nation who are forced to leave their countries because of the need for an education. COVID-19, the Black Lives Matter (#BLM) movement, and ICE’s continued terrorization, including its new directive, are showing us that all Black diaspora students in solidarity with their Black African counterparts must unite to resist this imperial system that subjects them alike, though in different ways.”
“Me llamo Alina Duarte y soy una periodista xochimilca, feminista, socialista, antiimperialista, anticapitalista y antifascista. Claramente no nací así, me hice, en defensa propia y de las y los míos.
No recuerdo cuándo fue la primera vez que enuncié todos esos adjetivos juntos por primera vez, pero estoy orgullosa de hacerlo hoy en día y diariamente trabajar en ser lo más congruente posible con cada una de esas palabras que son mi motor.”
“El estadounidense promedio consume más de 100 libras de carne de pollo anualmente—o 8 mil millones de pollos al año, a nivel nacional. No es de sorprenderse entonces que a medida que la pandemia se esparcía alrededor de los Estados Unidos hace un año, las aves desaparecían de las estanterías de las tiendas debido a que los estadounidenses, llenos de pánico, acumulaban comida en respuesta a la los reportes de escasez. Mientras los estadounidenses se volcaban a cocinar durante una época sin precedentes, hubo un costo humano por este confort.”
Los condados de Carolina del Norte dicen que no se requieren identificaciones emitidas por el gobierno para tener acceso a la vacuna de COVID-19, pero algunos las están pidiendo.
“Desde el 21 de junio de 2020 mi hermano, Freddy Díaz Figueroa, se encuentra desaparecido. La familia no ha tenido ningún contacto con él y nos encontramos en la zozobra y la desesperación.”
“El número de casos de COVID-19 sigue en aumento en la zona rural central de Carolina del Norte, donde se encuentran las plantas de procesamiento avícola propiedad de empresas como Mountaire, Tyson Foods y Pilgrim's Pride. A nivel nacional, Carolina del Norte lidera el número de brotes de COVID-19 en las plantas procesadoras de carne, ocupando el tercer lugar en el país con el mayor número de trabajadores de las plantas procesadoras de carne que han contraído COVID-19.”
My mother and father speak many languages.
They speak in labor every day.
A language of aches and exhaustion.
A language that leaves and returns.
Leaves and returns.
I hear the whispers of my ancestors
Telling me to come closer
Hold onto every word and listen carefully,
Lean into your greatness
You, I, we
Are power
“i.
home is where the heart is
then where is my heart then?
here?
or there?
or somewhere completely irrelevant?
when people ask me “where are you from?”
I say “here”
“but where are you really from?”
where
I do wonder
where am I really from?
I do not know
where is
home
I am still looking”
“This is your story,
One that belongs solely to you
Intertwined with that of your parents, your siblings, your children, your friends
It seems all your relationships have come with sacrifices
I yearn to give you something with no strings attached
But sadly, our world is made of one sole long thread”
Mi mamá, she works hard for us
4'9 but a giant staring down the face of imperialism
She uses her body as a shield
To protect me from those who wish to cause harm to my brown body —
Tear me into pieces and tell me I am nothing
“The process of remitting is more than just an economic transaction, it is also associated with the emotional and social processes that allow immigrants to stay connected to the ancestral homeland. For Central Americans, migrating North has not been an easy journey. Central Americans have been fleeing the economic, social, and political unrest caused by U.S-fueled civil wars and genocide, multinational corporate plundering, and corrupt governments. Once they establish themselves in the U.S, remitting becomes a way to show love, care, commitment, sacrifice, and to reassure family members that they are not forgotten. Providing financial assistance is also viewed as a sign of “making it,” and, unfortunately, many may even think that the long-term family separation and the psychological trauma is worth it.”