Letter to My Mother
September 18, 2012
In a letter to his mother, undocumented and queer writer Marco Flores describes his recent ride on the UndocuBus—and overcoming fear through art, activism, and community solidarity.
Tengo tiempo sin escribir. I’ve put off writing to you for several weeks now. As I write, I regret not staying up to admire the light of the blue moon from a few nights ago. All I was able to write were two laborious lines for the moon goddess, Coyolxauhqui. There is something about the moonlight that gives me the strength to answer the question that haunts me most—why does writing about being undocumented feel so unnatural to me?Read More »
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