Like the love of an onion bee stung through tears one at a time puncture my heart and your laugh oblivious to what my back carries echoes through pumping life to my numb soul
Liz Vega works in education and is an avid supporter of the arts. When she is not juggling students or her three daughters, she is immersed in poetry, prose, or film. She was born and raised in East L.A., but in typical Mexican migratory fashion she moved back and forth between the U.S. and Mexico while growing up. Her formal education was marked by independent-minded nuns in Culiacan, Sinaloa, Mexico, bilingual classrooms in East Los Angeles, the sink or swim methods of a New England preppy boarding high school, and finally Cornell University, where she earned a degree in Human Development and Family Studies with a concentration in gerontology. Liz is currently putting her degree and concentration to good use as she is sandwiched between the needs of her aging parents and raising a family.