I remember all the nature around me,
The mountains around a beautiful place called Guayabitos,
The people walking in the street,
coming back home after working the whole day.
a blooming generation of a beautiful culture
With a little Sazon!
i felt as if i had been choked out
as if there were rocks in my stomach
When someone says, “what do you want to be when you grow up?”
I answer, “alive.”
I am the color of my skin
That is rich in melanin
It’s the year 2021 and African Americans and Latinos/Hispanics don’t get equal access or equal treatment when it comes to health care.
Did you hear about the George Floyd protests? Well, this is the reason I am currently researching how to encourage youth to be more engaged in politics.
“Mami, I can make it work,” I pleaded. My mom and I were talking about whether or not I could go to D.R. with her even though I still had […]
When I was in fifth grade the teachers would separate the boys and girls to go to the bathrooms and then we would meet outside for recess.
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