Tijuana at the Gate
New in town
Need a job
A place to stay
Belonging, food, clothing, shelter, safety.
“Stay back from the gate!
They're out recruiting.”
Life's so uncertain, makes no sense.
I'm the stranger—we all are.
Community is what I need.
It's what they offer—
with strings attached.
I left those strings away back home.
I wouldn't join the gangs back there.
I had to leave for room to breathe.
For room to live, to freely move.
They're at the gate.
I am the prey.
Alone.
Displaced.
Nowhere to turn.
Will I find strings to keep me here?
Ties to community
Ties to resources
Ties to life
Ties that make me free to move
Ties that tell me I belong.
10/16/2025,
Casa del Migrante, Tijuana, BC, Mexico
— ©Copyright 2025, Christopher B. Harbin
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