The Inheritance of Orquídea Divina

by Zoraida Córdova

“Latino families just think they’re cursed because they won’t blame God or the Virgin Mary or colonization.”

Orquídea didn’t like it because she knew she wasn’t a flower, delicate and pretty and waiting to be plucked. For what? To be smelled? To sit in a glass of water until she withered? She was more than that. She wanted to be rooted so deep into the earth that nothing, no human, no force of nature, save an act of the heavens themselves, could rip her out.