Living on the Border:
A Wound That Will Not Heal

. . .The pain and joy of the borderlands–perhaps no greater or lesser than the emotions stirred by living anywhere contradictions abound, cultures clash and meld, and life is lived on an edge–come from a wound that will not heal and yet is forever healing. These lands have always been here; the river of people has flowed for centuries. It is only the designation “border” that is relatively new, and along with the term comes the life one lives in this “in-between world” that makes us the “other,” the marginalized. . . .

–Norma E. Cantu

Source: Living on the Border