the middle finger's rising and it won't stop showing, I got some bad news- the fading of the red, white and blue
“Rosa and I used to recite our escape plan for if our parents got deported and we got separated in foster care. I begged my parents not to tell Santa where we lived because I was afraid he’d ask for papers. My whole life is built on a fear of this day coming and it’s here. If I had kept better track of his health he wouldn’t need these tests. I should have made him move to California. I thought we were safe being outside the hundred mile zone. But after this election… I should have known better. I should have made him wear a sweater this morning because it’s freezing out there.”


















