-Señor Barragan I can’t remember a birthday without the fear of tres leches juice up my nose The whole crowd screaming que le muerda The little ones slowly sneaking up behind you Tiny Traitors My brother started buying two cakes- “just in case” A strange action for one who grew up with no food WeContinue reading “La Mordida”
Author Archives: Angel Barragan
Stand Up Year 3
Because We spoke ofThe tiny fingerspoking through the metal cagesAnimales ,hungry and sickThey came for freedomAnd their liberty they lostFor them Let’s stand up We mourned over the ones without a helping handa homea shelterWithout ones to lovethe lost ones that are livingFor them Let’s stand up We shed tears with our communitiesThe ones likeContinue reading “Stand Up Year 3”
Amor Imigrante
Tengo años que no sueño Pero anoche soñe contigo Después de tantos veranos sin ti Talvez jamas te olvidare siendo soñador Eras tan real Sentirte en mis manos Tu olor Tu mirada El calor de estar contigo me trajo vida Pense que habia olvidado cuanto te quería Cuánto te quiero Crei que era real QueríaContinue reading “Amor Imigrante”
Representation
My students are working on an unit around why proper representation is important. All of them are creating a piece of art/media to represent themselves accurately. I wanted to work on a project along side them so this is what I made ! it was fun, hope y’all enjoy and thanks for the support ✊🏽😁 #representationmatters
Peace of Mind
Paz , Paz , Paz Suenan los balazos en busca de paz Like two peas in a pod Cops on borderlands claiming corners in the name of America While brown skinned brothers and sisters patrol streets Carrying a piece for peace Pieces of them is all that’s left sometimes Sometimes nothing is left Somewhere outContinue reading “Peace of Mind”
Letter in the Mail
This is a piece I wrote a while back but recently decided to revisit. Hope you all enjoy!
Shouldn’t you be concerned
Over the last years the representation of immigrants has been so concerning in the media. I remember starting to write this piece when I kept hearing repeated claims about the danger that my people pose and wanting to have a say in the whole thing.
Infancia
It could have been us Tiny fingers poking out of metal cages in search of freedom Instead we owned the wild streets of our home Makeshift columpios hanging from giant pine trees Now the only thing these kids get to hang is their esperanza We too needed to run We didn’t understand that our kingdomContinue reading “Infancia”
Moons and Stars
Shine for me Bright enough to light my path on most absent nights Do you think of me when you look up at the sky too? After all it’s the same moon and stars that we all wish upon Even when we are on the other side of this globe Like my connection to youContinue reading “Moons and Stars”
Brown
This is one of my favorite pieces I’ve written. I began writing this in 2013 and have been adapting it little by little to what it is today. I recorded this for my students to showcase some empowerment and representation.
Diary of a Soñador 