Editors Note: Mr. Jose Villarreal is one of several power-FUL PNNPlantation prison correspondents. As currently and formerly incarcerated poor and indigenous peoples in struggle and resistance with all plantation systems in Amerikkka, POOR Magazine stands in solidarity with all folks on the other side of the razor wire plantation.
Chicano Nations: the Hemispheric Origins of Mexican American Literature by Harissa K Lopex. New York University Press 2011. 208 Pgs.
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Bueno parte de mi historia .
ERNESTO .El nombre que eligieron mis padres,
cuando naci eso hace ya mas de 52 años.
Ahora tengo un nombre espiritual que es YEI CIPACTLI en LENGUA NAHUATL
SIGNIFICA 3 COCODRILO, el # 3 YEI significa : CREACION
Y COCODRILO : donde se origino la vida y que emergio del agua yen su espalda traia los 4
colores del maiz.
Mi motivo principal de estar aqui, fue la noticia de que un bebe estaba en camino y seria el nuevo
Haci hera la addicion
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quiero platicar una historia de una esperiencia muy muy desagradable que vivi. Yo andaba en la adiccion y tambien de vagamundo o sea ingovernable y me encontraba en una calle de la ciudad conprando mas gasolina de avion,esa gasolina me hacia sentir bien, tenia que conserguirla como fuera,regalada,vendidad, o robada,pero yo tenia que consegirla.
As someone who once lived in substandard constructed Section-8 project-based housing in Berkeley, California for six years, I can assure you that all so-called ‘affordable housing’ built and/or refurbished with HUD (U.S. Government Housing for Urban Development) funding for low-income communities was built with many corners being cut in order to meet the limited financial budget of the HUD funding building subsidy.
I was only two years old when I came to the United States from New Zealand. At that time I had no idea what was happening or where we were going. I just knew we were suppose to be going somewhere that will change our lives for the best.
I don’t remember much of how I came here, I just knew that one day I’m in my homeland and the next I'm in a strange place that I’ve never been before.
I am Heidy. I come from a Honduran family. Honduras is in Central America I was born outside of the U.S. therefore im an “illegal alien” as they kindly put it in the United States. I was brought here when I was 3 years old. The root cause for leaving Honduras was because of violence. I don’t really remember how my journey here was. I’m sure it wasn’t in a first class airplane.