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Even if you are a POC
Even if your mother bled her brown skin into the land until the sun rose again
Even if you have heard slurs against your people more often than you have heard your own name
If you have white privilege, acknowledge it
If you benefit from colorism, acknowledge it
Know that…
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after taking a fresh sage bath with candles
i hopped onto the computer trying to learn my family history.
but it’s hard to learn your family history when the internet only recognizes the white in you, when tu mama can only go so far explaining the mexicana side, unable to tell me what her grandmothers history was. i have found through research and talking con mi abuela that the brown womyn in my family have an unexplored history. it is lost through time and that makes me sad.
i can recognize the colonizer & settler within me, within my family. but why can’t i learn about the brown side, the side that i feel closest to but far away from?
westrup-von hapsburg-sanchez-sada de la fuente-???
recognizing the ways in which my complicated family history has shaped my experience. my parents are half-white, born and raised in mexico aka culturally mexicana, citizens of mexico, immigrated to the U.S, and began their life on la frontera de tejas/US -privleged enough to have citizenship from my grandfather on my moms side who was born in california and who moved to Mexico during the Mexican Revolution.
my dads great grandfather brought the baptist church to fucking monterrey, nuevo leon. my great grandpa on my abuelitas side was a big time land owner in the state of Hidalgo and had all of his land taken away during the mexican revolution.
but what about my abuelita nini, aka rufina sada de la fuente? or my abuelita macrinca’s mama?
ughhh
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STOP DISNEY FROM TRADEMARKING DIA DE LOS MUERTOS! I am signing this petition to stop Walt Disney from appropriating and exploiting Mexican religion and culture.Dia de los Muertos is a religious observance during which people, and particularly native peoples, in Mexico, the United States, and abroad, honor ancestors and loved ones who have died. This important religious, spiritual, and cultural observance pre-dates the invasion of Mexico by the Spanish. We celebrate and honor our deceased loved ones by making altars and placing offerings of food such as pan de muertos baked in shapes of skulls and figures, candles, incense, yellow marigolds known as cempaxochitl, and offering prayers and the smoke of copal.
when i heard this happening i immediately wanted to start screaming. i am not surprised that disney is trying to capitalize on my peoples fucking celebrations. you already take thousands of people a year to mexico for a “cultural experience” on your fucking cruises, participating in neocolonization and forcing brown folx to work for you.
get the hell outta the tierra y cultura that feeds us life.
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galena is cuddlin’ 2 hard right now. she luvs all things bellies because her belly is so big. her whiskers are tickling me
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got fucked with a strapon last night for my first time
feeling really gr8 and fierce and i am going to butchfest this weekend, a naked unicorn party. when did this area get this kewl? o rite, it still sux.
but southern queerz do what we gotta do.
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i am all about my butt l8r
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Los Tres
arte by Yessica, poema by yucca
living on the borderlands
means paddling in shallow bodies of water,
llorando por que we can’t express, ni explain,
the weight of our bones
the overwhelming taming and booty flaming
and the way nopalitos sting us in our sleep.
when we open our eyes,
la luna, el corazon, y el sol,
remind us of a swinging spectrum
the rays pulsating into crescents and corn husks
as las ranitas give birth through the night.
creating un mundo sin fronteras,
is understanding that we illuminate through barricades
perpetuated by the thorns of our past
cradled by a transparent power
and are able to fragment them within ourselves
with the help of others.
projecto yessica, liz, and i did for qwoc media wire. really, really proud of this. i think my poem and the photo presentation work so well together, i love y’all loads.
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if any of u wanna see my butt shake to my friends band PREGNANT, look at this 4 minute loop n be ~entranced~
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