My mom has an accent,
Su inglés está muy chapurreado, I try and correct her, this starts an argument. I can tell it hurts her but she continues on with a false bravado Ella dice, “no me digas cómo vivir” But she doesn’t know that this is why we’re on the bottom tier. I do love my culture Pero nadie más lo hace, Some things are just in my nature, Like not wanting to throw out twenty year old furniture. I’ll learn to accept myself, My mom, Y sobre todo mi cultura. -Anonymous '22 (BHSEC Queens)
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