Watch the news. Here how our own TV vilify us. We change the channel and pray that tomorrow will be a better day for us. When they give us a little breathing room. We make the most of it. We're so grateful that often we forget that we deserve better that all this mess is not our fault. We stay low on the radar. Want peace. Want to exist without the added stress of having to be public about where our spirits ache. We just want to go to work to feed our families. Yet we become scapegoats to a system that is addicted to exploiting the poor. I love my undocumented people because the way our spirits are toyed you need some unfathomable strength. I love us because we have constantly had to prove our humanity and constantly done it beautifully. Because to stay human under these conditions you have to have an understanding of beauty. I ove us. Even when our stories are manipulated and exploited even were presented as doom & gloom narratives. I love us because at the end of the day, we always manage to make something out of nothing. I love my undocumented people because being undocumented is not political not physical it is a condition created to keep us from smiling. But look at us thriving.