Tag: Latinx

A South in Every North

A South in Every North

Diego Camposeco
Each Other’s Company

Each Other’s Company

Bill Smith

I've never wanted to get married, but if I ever did it should probably be to Luis. I can't even tell you why exactly. It's just something I know. Luis came to the United States at age seventeen, not because his family was poor, but because his father thought he needed to get off of his butt. It was sort of like when students from here go to Europe for the summer—an adventure abroad. His father told him to stay until he had earned enough money to buy a new pickup truck. This adventure abroad turned into seven years.

Feijoada and Hoppin’ John

Feijoada and Hoppin’ John

Olivia Ware Terenzio, with illustrations by Kristen Solecki
What I’m Doing Is for Them

What I’m Doing Is for Them

Rosa Ortez-Cruz
Más de una historia

Más de una historia

by Joanna Welborn, Melinda Wiggins, Lucia Constantine, and Daisy Almonte, and translated by Alejandra Okie Hollister
Beyond Latin Night

Beyond Latin Night

Samuel K. Byrd
65th Infantry Veteran’s Park

65th Infantry Veteran’s Park

Simone Delerme
Faces of Time: The Braceros of Ciudad Juárez

Faces of Time: The Braceros of Ciudad Juárez

Charles D. Thompson Jr.
“Those who complain often don’t come back”: Stories of Migrant Life

“Those who complain often don’t come back”: Stories of Migrant Life

Kyle Warren, with photos by interns for Student Action with Farmworkers
New Roots/Nuevas Raíces: Stories from Carolina del Norte

New Roots/Nuevas Raíces: Stories from Carolina del Norte

Jaycie Vos, Maria Silvia Ramirez, Laura Villa-Torres, and Hannah E. Gill, with illustrations by Matthew Huynh
Latinization, Race, and Cultural Identification in Puerto Rican Orlando

Latinization, Race, and Cultural Identification in Puerto Rican Orlando

Patricia Silver
Southern Borderlands

Southern Borderlands

Alex E. Chávez

"The strumming of stringed instruments booms out through the PA, elaborate fiddle melodies erupt, followed by the soaring voice of the poet-practitioner, embracing those present, scanning the scene before him . . . drifting, shaping, moving verses that elicit a chorus of gritos."