El modesto misterio

El Salvadorian male immigrant yet to be identified

Author: Guillermo Osorno

No one knows his name. It matters, but it doesn’t matter. At least that’s what I think. I think he is dead, that’s for sure. I think that the hardest part is over. And this too is for sure, although I know it was something he was regretting along the way because he did not know that things could get worse. I think at one point he had to walk barefoot. I believe he was mugged on a train before arriving in Oaxaca, surely by someone pointing a gun to his head. I think his life in El Salvador was not good. I think the “Mara Salvatrucha” killed his brother or perhaps a family member. I think he went to the United States to meet a family member, to see if they wanted him. I think someone told him on the way that he had been kidnapped by municipal police officers and had asked those relatives from the United States for money. Then that someone beat him, they released him and he went to a shelter, where he met him. I think he didn’t know what words to say to him. I think he and the rest of people killed in Tamaulipas were taken to ask for money. I think when he had the blindfold on, before being shot, he agreed to drink water from puddles and begged to eat.

-Mishelle