Yamileth Flores, Contributor
There was a soccer game today
and Mexico was playing
their national anthem.
I’m eating dinner with my parents
and the mood of my mama changes.
I avoid the national anthem. It reminds me how far I am from my home country. I am miles and miles away. I wish I could hear it in Mexico if I could. But if I go, we both know that I won’t be able to make it back. No matter how hard I tried.
I took in what my mama said deeply
surface level type of talks that make your heart heavy.
Won’t you feel the same about the U.S. anthem?
I ask, looking directly at her.
I honestly won’t miss or stand for the U.S. anthem because it doesn’t stand for me.
We continue our talk about the U.S. and other dark truths
I don’t have a home with coordinates.
My motherland is Mexico
home country is non existent
Where do I belong?