With fear and determination my mother ran, carrying me in her arms

My name is Rossette valladares and I am undocumented. Over two decades ago my family came to this country in hopes of a better life. I’m 22 and at my age my mother carried me in her arms. I was 8 months old when we crossed the border. In her stories and words she was […]

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I want to know how your heart hurts, too [A challenge to citizens]

I wish you were more unapologetic. Yes, you, the citizen. When I say check your privilege, I don’t mean apologize for it, I don’t mean feel guilty for it, and I sure as hell don’t mean don’t take full advantage of it. All I’m saying is be more considerate of folks who don’t have that […]

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When family makes all the difference

  Editor’s Note: This is Lulu’s last week in Chicago, as she is packing up and moving to Atlanta, Georgia. She will be working with local community organizations supporting undocumented youth organizing in the state. We thank her for her contributions, and are excited for the opportunities ahead. My name is Lulu and I’m undocumented. […]

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