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My husband, Martin Soto, was abducted by Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) this February when he left our home at night to buy diapers for our 11-month-old son.

Martin — who is a loving father, husband, son, church member, worker, and neighbor in the town of Kearny, New Jersey, where we live — was then jailed for four months at Delaney Hall, the ICE jail in Newark, New Jersey. Privately run by for-profit prison company GEO Group, Delaney Hall has quickly developed a reputation for medical neglect, rotten food, and abusive staff.

Then, in apparent retaliation for his participation in the hunger strike at Delaney Hall, and for my decision to speak out publicly about what he has experienced, he was transferred this May to Elizabeth Detention Center in Elizabeth, New Jersey, where he continues to be jailed.

When my husband arrived at Delaney Hall in February, he weighed 168 pounds. Now he weighs 117 pounds.

During the almost five months that Martin has wasted away in ICE custody, he has missed our daughter’s fourth birthday, our son’s first birthday, our wedding anniversary, his own 30th birthday, my birthday, Mother’s Day, and Father’s Day. ICE’s cruel decision has left me — pregnant with our third child on the way — suddenly forced to fend for our two young children and myself alone.

Everyone Has a Role to Play in Supporting the Strike at Delaney Hall ICE Jail

Martin has committed no harm. He is married to me, a U.S. citizen, and he has an asylum case pending for 2028. ICE has the power to release my husband right now via “discretionary release” and let him continue his immigration process outside of prison, caring for his children. But instead, ICE has continued to tear our family apart.

Martin’s Immigration Story

Martin came to this country in January 2024 with a purpose. He came here to raise his children. He came here to make a life with me, his long-time fiancée. We met when I was 19 years old back in our home country, Peru — I had traveled there for a family occasion. We started dating during that trip, but as a U.S. citizen I couldn’t just drop my life in the U.S. to go live in Peru. Nonetheless, I stayed several months in Peru in order to maintain a relationship with Martin. After a few months I had to return home, but we maintained a long-distance relationship, and every so often I would travel to Peru to be with him.

One time, after spending months in Peru with Martin, when I had to go back home to the U.S. I found out I was pregnant. I didn’t want to ruin Martin’s dreams, so at first, I kept it a secret. I went through my pregnancy alone when what I really wanted was to be with my partner. It was going to take a long time for Martin to succeed in coming, as we had so many obstacles along the way.

Months passed, and I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who now is 4 years old. Martin soon found out the truth and wanted to come here for her first birthday, but it was not possible. He missed her first birthday, first steps, first words, first day of day care, and much more. Closer to the end of the year, I suggested to Martin that we come live in Peru to be together as a family, but Peru had become quite dangerous, which meant this wasn’t the best idea for our family.

So, in order to be with me and our daughter, Martin made the hardest decision of his life: He decided to cross the border, leaving his extended family and everything he knew. He walked hours and hours through a desert, and when he crossed........

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