Walking Near Death
My learning began in the state of Chiapas, Mexico. A refugee camp in the jungles of Mexico, less than a mile from the Guatemalan border.
My learning began in the state of Chiapas, Mexico. A refugee camp in the jungles of Mexico, less than a mile from the Guatemalan border.
Juan Pablo Ixbalan left his home in the village of Santiago de Atitlán, Guatemala. He crossed the lago in a small boat, a panga.
She danced to a rhythm only she could hear. When she first started dancing nearly forty years ago, she had no wings.
My adventure began when my friend Cinda sent me a short article she’d found. It was about the Mexican folk saint Teresa Urrea.
He’d often send a real letter, but more often he’d send a poem with a note scribbled on the back.
In 1985 I left the desert for a job in Kansas City, Missouri, a city that had long been racially divided.
While protests take place in cities around the USA and other countries, residents of some small towns like Bisbee, Arizona also added their voices…
Just past dawn, we three intrepid Ladyranchers climbed into my RAV named Luna. The morning was cool and overcast but expected to clear. (21 photos)
I started staying home about a week or ten days before the official order. It made sense, as I’m no longer young. I wasn’t really prepared. Who was, really?
Environmentalist Michael Gregory told the rally: “The border wall is an environmental disaster and biological obscenity.”