A shadowy scene evoking a feeling of helplessness at the unintended invasion of GMO corn strains into the milpa of maíz criollo. The corn which is a being, flesh and blood, with spirit and feeling- an intimate and essential part of the people who sow it- being watered down by winds of change from the north. So that now, even those who don't leave home still have their roots pulled up and washed away. Shame, shame, shame...
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