Galaxies in which to survive

Undocumented Thursdays

I have been reading and re-reading the words of Alán Pelaez Lopez. Alan is an Afroindigenous poet who experienced the US as undocumented immigrant for a very long time. Our stories are of course not the same, but when I read their words I feel so incredibly less alone.

One of their poems really struck me as they write, “the young person inside me has no…