Translations
[I traveled the path from the south]
by Irma PinedaTranslated from Spanish and Isthmus Zapotec by Wendy Call
In English
I traveled the path from the south
my feet blistered with memories
so tired from dragging
all my people’s dreams
Are they pushing at my back?
Or am I chasing my own delusion?
Who am I in this madness
in the middle of a sea
turned to sand?
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