Under Trump, there are no closed deportation cases.
Only deportation cases.

Here are some tips from a Chinese American New Yorker who went to Toisan, China to trace their parents’ roots.

How Trump’s threat to end DACA almost extinguished one DREAMer’s hope of becoming a teacher

How does living without papers in the U.S. in the 1980s compare to today? Spoiler alert: It wasn’t that bad then.

‘Which poem can defeat / the fear of dying / a meaningless death / and how to write that poem / staring into the barrel?’

‘As if I could get un-situated / this airport a bubble hovering / in a void between celestial bodies / in but not of / the country I stand in.’

Rather than fly to China to visit their departed loved ones, a growing number of Chinese Americans are opting to bring their family members’ remains to the U.S.

They are not non-college, white, working-class men, but they campaigned and voted for Trump.

‘When I held him in my palm, I learned to love what made me. From time to time, I think about my father, his country, clean hands. I like to think of his hands as clean. I like to think I owe nothing to his body.’

Why Donald Trump is so wrong about comparing his planned U.S. border wall with the Great Wall of China.

An art installation in Jackson Heights speaks about how immigrant communities in the neighborhood are experiencing policing and displacement.

One former detainee brings to light the struggle of many asylum-seekers who are languishing in detention centers and facing deadly deportation to the countries they fled from.

A Chinese American writer recounts her struggles with Chinese characters, the Roman alphabet and two different naming conventions in her journey to have her name right.

She migrated from China to the United States, hoping to find a better life. She ended up working in a massage parlor, providing sex to customers.

‘my hulled hands crash against the tide / to the unloved I will offer / a part of me / in hope my wards will be made complete / for another life’

Unwanted in their mothers’ country, unwelcome in their fathers’ homeland, Filipino Amerasians are still in search of a home.

‘when I am dark/ when I am no more light/ when I am no / more an abomination/ when I am no more shame/ when I am face / again/ when the collective being of me worships god, family, / education and the collective administrative silver spoon, / then I will be back in the fold.’

As Pearl River Mart prepares to close its doors, why the store’s godchild doesn’t want it to be “saved”

Allow yourself to be messy. Don’t try to fight writer’s block. These, and some other writing tips from author Eric Tang.

Red is believed to be a lucky color and everyone wants to carry good luck with them. But that symbol of good fortune may soon carry something else: a 10-cent charge.

How a high school teacher’s advocacy vs. bullying of Sikh students led her from the classroom to the court room.

“ALL WILL COME BACK FROM ROOTS – NOTHING KILLS BLACKBERRY – BUT WHERE ARE ALL THE SPARROWS”

‘No others no-place/what to do but hoard the remaining solaces’

Barriers to Banking Push Queens Immigrants Towards Alternative, Financial Services

Time traveling with a drink find in Chinatown

Cathy Linh Che talks about her debut collection of poems, Split, and what it means to mimic flashbacks of war, immigration, and sexual violence.

Finntown in the 1920s and 30s was a bit like a leftist fantasy mixed with a touch of “Portlandia”…

“When times are good, people might go for the Absolut, when they’re bad it’s Smirnoff or Georgi,” says Anil, who runs 1-2-3 Liquors on Jamaica Avenue…

…there was one piece of equipment that made it all possible: a SONY tape player that kept them in operation as if they were 24-hour newsroom. The machine would play ten cassettes one after the other.

“Manhattan gets everything. No more, no more…Our next mayor is going to be from Brooklyn no matter who wins.”

Suran Song turned a laundromat in Jackson Heights into a space for private reflection. Now she’s inviting her neighborhood to practice yoga in her living room.

The costs of ‘hecho en China.’

Flushing DREAMers on Obama’s deferred action announcement and dropping the I-word.

“He paid twenty thousand to come here. He has to work and doesn’t go to school at all.”

“I wouldn’t have come if I’d known.”

The lone male remains the archetype of migrant labor, despite the changing facts on the ground.

Gathering fragments of a changing neighborhood.