“They Call us Alien”

Flickr/Nasa Goddard Space Flight Center

Flickr/Nasa Goddard Space Flight Center

 

My mom came to the U.S when she was 14

 

Hair thicker than her accent

 

Crossed planes of desert with nothing but water

and the prayers she kept in her pocket

 

Grew up here cleaning toilets in houses she’ll never get to live in

 

Had 7 children, when I was younger I remember learning our multiplications together

Watched Barney the purple dinosaur like it was the gospel

 

Never thought of our lives as awful

until someone told us it was

We bounced from place to place so much you’d

think our lives were a 25 cent bouncy ball

 

Being thrown into a million directions

 

Eventually being forgotten under the couch cushions of life

 

Being suffocated by the constant weight of others

Being safe and secure is a luxury we cannot afford

 

Not that we can afford any other luxury either

when my mother makes

less than minimum wage

 

More than she’s used to but not what she deserves

 

Immigrant students are treated like mutants

 

Being told they are denied financial aid and in- state tuition because of their status

 

They say this like it’s supposed to be an apology

 

I’ve had it with them saying “maybe there are some borders that can’t be crossed”

 

The exhaustion of fighting between deportation

and diploma has weighed down

our minds

 

But we will rise

The following night of the elections I asked my

mother if she was worried she said:

 

“Mija, I am too tired to be worried”

Her favorite things to draw are planets and stars    

when I asked her why she said:

 

“When they call you alien enough you start to feel homesick.”

She says I wish I could fly far, far away until I

can’t see my past anymore

 

Dear immigrant individuals

Who came here clinging to their mother

Dresses:

 

You are the stars shining

 

You are luminescent

 

Making your own light in darkness

 

Even when your darkness is something you’re

trying to get away from

because it has hurt you the most

 

You burn so brightly the sun can’t look at you for too long

 

Keep fighting

 

We need you

 

We care for you

 

We love you

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