It was a gift from Nana. Swimming in his circular tank of water, the fish…
When I think of myself
When I think of Myself
When I think of myself
I think of the blood of my Mexican siblings
Boom! I see that they were
Bullying me
Because I am Mexican
With no other friend
The kids were pushing me and suddenly
Bang! I
Hit myself at the ground
When I think of myself
I think of me as a young Mexican
Child
When I think of myself I think of me
Having fun
How I am as
A kid
-Michael Jimninez