it wouldn’t be Los Angeles without the Hondurans by Francisco Orozco

For the Central American Refugee Caravan Montreal, Canada 2:00AM November 2018 As if Tijuana wasn’t alive with all these thousands of bruises. All these sunrises and mariachis have taught us that our houses have shoes on. No American dream just enough beans and rice to get by. Our father will have paint or dirt stains on his jeans at our graduation ceremony. Kisses are more … Continue reading it wouldn’t be Los Angeles without the Hondurans by Francisco Orozco