My Grandmother

I like to play with my friends and also with my cousins. I liked to play jump rope. I liked to walk to Grandmother’s house. I miss her. I love her very much. I want to love her. Always. 9-year-old 3-10-15 Memories from Home

Put Up With It—Or Leave

  My neighbor’s house was broken into. She reported it to the police. The gangs killed her. It was their retribution. * A short time later someone broke into my house. I know they people. They’re in the gang. They still live there. In my neighborhood. * It would do no good to file a... Continue Reading →

‘Do Not Let Go of My Skirt…’

God loves me. I am a single mother.             My husband left us. I have three children: 21, 17, 12.             My oldest stayed in Honduras. I told my daughter:             ‘Do not let go of my skirt             for the entire journey to the border.’ My son was important to have with us.            ... Continue Reading →

We Were Lucky

An energetic art session with children during "Art Inside Karnes." We were lucky.             We traveled by bus. My sister paid for the trip.             I came with my two children. My sister sent $1,000             to pay for the guide             to cross the river. Then immigration picked us up. We were locked in... Continue Reading →

We Had a Safe Trip

Three mothers share their art expression about their journey. Gracias a Dios.             We had a safe trip. I came with two of my children.             They are 12 and 13. My oldest child stayed in Honduras.             She is 21. I am worried for my family there.             Every day their lives are in... Continue Reading →

Trying To Get My Family Together

Trying To Get My Family Together My husband lives in Dallas. My son is in El Salvador.             He is a U.S. citizen. Immigration forced him back to El Salvador.             My husband is here.             He is a U.S. citizen. Our daughter made the trip with me.             She is 2-1/2 years old. We... Continue Reading →

Will We Be Locked Up Forever?

Created by a mother while detained (ultimately for 13 months with three children). I had a court date Monday.             Two days ago. The judge will not deport me.             But the judge will not release me. We have been locked up a long time.             Seven months. I have three children.             They are... Continue Reading →

My Son is Almost of Age

I brought my son here to escape the gangs.             My son is almost of age.             The gangs will take him. I left my daughter in El Salvador.             Please protect my daughter.             Please protect my son. We are asking for asylum.                                     Mother 12-31-14

Discouraged and Depressed

I have been in family detention             four months. My daughter doesn’t eat much. She doesn’t like the food.             It is unfamiliar to her. * I feel discouraged and depressed.             It is taking too long. At my last court hearing The judge did not set another court date. The judge did not set... Continue Reading →

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