Youth

For Roma youth, belonging is not a place on a map — it is memory, music, and the recognition of a cousin you have never met.

For Ahwazi Arabs, exclusion does not begin when citizenship is stripped. Sometimes it begins in a language that must justify its own existence, in a culture made to feel suspicious, in rights that are technically intact but quietly, persistently hollow.

There is a specific kind of silence that follows Roma youth into many of the spaces we enter. It is the silence of being spoken about before being spoken with.

Growing up in Girona, politics was never distant. It lived in the language spoken at home, the flags on balconies, and a ten-year-old girl watching history happen.