the story begins before my existence…

i find out through stories, and talks with relatives…

No one remembers a time where there was no church. A time where you didn’t have to go in this big building and worship a god that didn’t look like you, saints that didn’t look…


“What do you want to be when you grow up?” my classmate asked me. I didn’t answer. I was just in fourth grade, I had no idea what my future would look like. Whenever I thought about the future, it seemed as if I had no choice. My parents, sister…

lost Zapotec boy

from Coatecas Altas, Oaxaca. to Florida.

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