About this submission
Growing up in the Chicano community, speaking Spanglish and partaking in activism for social justice, I grew up in the not-so-glossy, poquito "ghetto" and the "ten cuidado" parts of Arizona. It was beautiful and full of cariño. This story is a love letter to South Tucson and to our people.
Stories, like the ones your mom tells you about la llorona or la chupacabra are meant to help you to go to sleep, this story was crafted by the community as a glimpse into our culture of barrios, cars and long lost loves .