Observations from Inside Immigration Court
ICE regularly detains people in these very hallways, often violently separating children from their parents
ICE regularly detains people in these very hallways, often violently separating children from their parents
The moment changed us without our understanding why
Before my daughter’s surgery, I wanted to make the right choice
For my whole life, people have seemed too fleshy. I don’t understand how they can feel so deeply
How do I make it into story, this unraveling mind, while I’m still disappearing in front of it?
We were giddy with our luck at having found each other after years of meeting people who weren’t right
The rules dictated that I hide not only my sensitivity but my essential being in the world
His instinct was to get me out of there instead, and I never forgave him for it
I didn’t know why I was doing it at the time, but something had short-circuited inside me and I now lived for these plants
Cease, seize, seizure, caesura: These are words I want to use when trying to describe the blank spaces within a line, a night, a life
I thought the activism I wanted to be a part of was more powerful in Washington D.C. or Oakland, but L.A. kept pulling me back
I’m supposed to believe my womanhood is ending but instead, I have been handed a new beginning