I always took my citizenship status for granted. I never questioned my privilege until I saw someone around my age in the same situation my parents were once in.
El Barrio de la Escritura: A Latinx Story Collection
One story does not define all experiences, but an abundance of stories can put things into perspective. No matter where you were born, what complexion you share, or how familiar you are with the language and culture, being Latinx is not something that can be confined to a box despite what the census might have you believe. It's a melting pot of similarities and differences that curates a deeper understanding that being Latinx can't be tied down to one thing, all while forming a rooted community. — Denise Domena
This piece examines the biological, cultural, and socioeconomic factors that limit Latinos from receiving mental health treatment.
What identities do you perform in your day-to-day life and how have they changed over time? How can you care for others as they perform their identities with honesty?
During the hottest summer of their lives, two best friends, Manuel Polanco and Xiomara Vargas, slowly drift apart as they deal with gangs, drugs and growing up in… El Barrio.
Sitting in the Dominican countryside, known as El Campo, Agustina plays the guitar with her grandfather. She reflects on her time spent on the island and her anxiety surrounding her soon departure.
People leave a mark in our lives that will forever stay with us; this essay is a love letter to everyone that has influenced me and put me on the path I am now traveling.
Highlighting the beauty of my two colorful homes.
My life growing up in a family of bakers.
My time-out rug was white, with blue squares and tassels at opposite ends.
This is the Truth Riders Podcast. We are Maria Osorio and Barbara Victoria, a mentee and mentor from South America that met through Girls Write Now. Truth Riders is about arts & social justice.
This was originally a school assignment that was meant to be a college essay. I decided to scrap it and turn it into a different piece. It is inspired by the mountains in Colombia.
This piece is a personal reflection, based on recent moments during which I have learned more about my heritage. This piece reflects an acceptance of who I am and what is a part of me.
On culinary connections to our cultures.
This piece is about the details in food, specifically cake, and all it has to offer—because each one is a reflection of one’s inner self.
I dedicate this poem to my mom, Ana Vazquez. She sacrificed so much to help me become the woman I am. Even when we aren’t together, I know she’s giving me strength.