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Poeta. Mujer Feroz y Atrevida. Educator. Survivor. Neurodiverse. Two-spirit Central American super hero learning to save herself first. Education as the practice of freedom.


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"The female orgasm- bet you can’t just have one"


I built this with my own bare hands. #handyfemme

A perfect day for a swing.

Lorenzo Herrera Y Lozano with Marvin K. White making Chicano And Black history together has never been hotter.

Lorenzo Herrera y Lozano reading from the lesbian bible at his book release for Amorcito Maricón.


My illustration for Love of My Life: A Love Letter to the Girl Power in 90s Hip Hip and R&B by the wonderful Shanice! This is a really great article, v. good read. 

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Pensaba en él sin quererlo, y cuanto más pensaba en él más rabia le daba, y cuanto más rabia le daba más pensaba en él
El amor en los tiempos del cólera. Gabriel García Márquez (via encadenadaalanima)

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Intimacy builds worlds; it creates spaces and usurps places meant for other kinds of relation. Its potential failure to stabilize closeness always haunts its persistent activity, making the very attachments deemed to buttress ‘a life’ seem in a state of constant if latent vulnerability. Even from this small cluster of examples and scenes it becomes clear that virtually no one knows how to do intimacy; that everyone feels expert about it (at least about other people’s disasters); and that mass fascination with the aggression, incoherence, vulnerability, and ambivalence at the scene of desire somehow escalates the demand for the traditional promise of intimate happiness to be fulfilled in everyone’s everyday life.
Lauren Berlant, “Intimacy: A Special Issue” (1998)

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¡Hasta siempre! (1927-∞)

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It was time when they both loved each other best, without hurry or excess, when both were most conscious of and grateful for their incredible victories over adversity. Life would still present them with other moral trials, of course, but that no longer mattered: they were on the other shore.

Love in the Time of Cholera

RIP dear Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, whose words carried colors no one else’s ever did.

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"El corazón tiene mas cuartos que un hotel de putas"
Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez



working on a piece to go with this 

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But the Euro-American feminists, being part of the dominant culture, deal with [Latina] women - and other racial/ethnic women - differently from the way they deal with each other. They take for granted that feminism in the USA is THEIR garden, and therefore they will decide what manner of work racial/ethnic women will do there.

By the time I began to experience all this, I had learned much about the dynamics of oppression and prejudice and I could understand what was going on. However, what took me totally by surprise was the inability or unwillingness of the Euro-American feminists to acknowledge their prejudice.

Most feminists ‘believe that because they are feminists, they cannot be racists.’ Euro-American feminists, like all liberals, sooner or later, have come to the point at which they are willing to ‘acknowledge that racism exists, reluctantly of course, but nobody admits to being a racist.’

While whitewashing - pun intended - their personal sins of racism/ethnic prejudice in the restful waters of guilt, they continue to control access to power within the movement. Euro-American feminists need to understand that as long as they refuse to recognize that oppressive power-over is an intrinsic element of their racism/ethnic prejudice, they will continue to do violence to feminism.

Ada María Isasi-Díaz, “A Hispanic Garden in a Foreign Land,” Mujerista Theology. (via lo-cotidiano)

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Never apologize for loving yourself. Self-love is power

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