Hello, My Name is Immigrant, and I am a tapestry woven from the threads of resilience and courage. My words may cut like glass, but they carry the weight of a journey across oceans and through countless nights of uncertainty. My tongue struggles to embrace a new cadence, a new melody, a new story. Hello, My Name is “go back” if you don’t like it here, and I am the embodiment of perseverance. I inhabit the shadows of three jobs, a ghost in the bustling cityscape. Beneath bridges, I’ve found shelter, mistaken for a creature of myth. I mend a … Continue reading Hello, My Name is Immigrant II