“These are immigrant times And the lines are long, The signs for jobs few, The songs sadder, the air meaner. Everyone is… — Alberto Ríos Being human Copy Share Image
“We plant seeds in the ground And dreams in the sky, Hoping that, someday, the roots of one Will meet the upstretched… — Alberto Ríos Desires Copy Share Image
“We could not swim, but now we are swimming— We have to swim. It is not fair. It is never fair. We… — Alberto Ríos Carrying on Copy Share Image
“Together, we are a tribe of eyes that look upward, Even as we stand on uncertain ground. The earth beneath us moves,… — Alberto Ríos Dreams Copy Share Image
