Immigration confuses and terrifies me, so why not try to write a comic and make some sense of it?

They hurt you. You hurt 'em back. Or maybe it is the other way around. Whatever. Someday you might find a way to forgive each other. But it won't be like it used to 'cause that pain never really goes away.

Yeah, that's right. Flee in terror, bitches!

Once upon a time, each of us was somebody's kid. Everyone had a father, even if he never provided anything more than his seed. Everyone had a mother, even if she had to leave us on a stranger's doorstep. No matter how we're eventually raised, all of our stories begin the exact same way. They all end the same, too.

Doesn't matter if it's personal or professional, a good partnership takes work.

There's just something about that late '80s that suddenly feels like it has something to teach us.

I just want to take a realistic look now, now that we have enough distance.