#hadtowriteitdown

[nanwandering]

“and when your grandma had to leave, because she was approved to move to America before me, she left one of her dresses behind at home & told me to wash it - but I never washed it, because it still smelled like her, and I would smell it when I missed her, and i missed my mom so much”

[militarygirl15]

Water

There is a boat in the water

It is sinking

The boat was built from materials of stolen hands using the hands of stolen people

But we do not talk about it

The boat is sinking

Our grandparents are screaming how the boat used to run fine

That it is our fault that it is sinking

Weren’t they the steering it?

Our parents are in a row boat

They take it apart piece by piece and complain how they sink

They throw off the many so that the few can survive 

And we are in the water trying desperately to keep our heads above water

Our parents say we shouldn’t complain because we have life jackets

Not everyone does

Some are holding onto slippery buoys that are sinking in the water

Some have given up and let the water take them away

So yes I am grateful for my life jacket 

But it is a size too small and it is hard to breathe

I pray that our children will be able to breathe underwater

If they do not there is no way they will ever survive

[shyxana]

I think my cousin was right.

I am beginning to feel the bitter sensation known as resentment fill my body. I can feel it consume me from deep within my bones out to the tips of the hair on my head. It has reached down into the deepest fragments of me and made me most uncomfortable in the one place I cannot escape, my skin.