José was dropped off in Chiapas, Mexico, on a Wednesday this month, about 2,000 miles away from his family’s hometown, with nothing but the clothes on his back. Those clothes were blood stained from the arrest, when he says ICE agents beat him. He had no money, and U.S. immigration officials had kept his Mexican identification and passport. His first order of business, after he was able to call his family to check in: finding a shelter and a new set of clothes that weren’t co

“I had always hoped that this land might become a safe and agreeable asylum to the virtuous and persecuted part of mankind, to whatever...