While you Worry about Eggs

by Laurie Holding

Si, yes. I am "undocumented." Do with it what you will. I fled one evil place of terror and now face being tossed out of another. Tonight, as the sirens sing, I bite my nails. I think about the woods, and how I should have packed yesterday and gone camping.

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I am in wonder over our government lifting people from this country who were being tortured, raped, and terrorized in another country, who came here and found jobs, learned the language, had children, and now have to face the fear of returning to the hell they came from. Take the criminals, go ahead. But grandfather in those who have settled here and are paying taxes, living peacefully in our "land of the free."

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