Making Waves (Poem)
They speak of waves.
First wave, second wave
How they waved us into the voting booth
Onto rafts that carried us from the back alley-bu... → more
Interview – Rocio & Gabby
Interview Transcription Rocío García and Gabriela Valle
Valle: Hi I’m Gabriela Valle, I go by Gaby, and I am 47. Today’s date is ... → more
Story (english)
Our breaths are shallow. My mom struggle to breathe as we sat at the hospital and the staff person asked if her ID information was up to ... → more
Poem (english)
My body is transgressive. My big hips, my thighs that rub together when I walk, my curly hair, and my dark eyes. They give me away as a ... → more
Conversation – Laura & Kiki
L: My name is Laura Jimenez, I’m 42-years-old, today’s date is October 24, 2015. I am at the offices of California Latinas for Reprod... → more
Diya’s Story (english)
Diya’s Reproductive Justice Story
My RJ story begins at the gate of a temple in the eastern province of Bengal, in India in 1944. My ... → more
Story (english)
Wash away the shame, guilt, disgust, unknown, discomfort of how my body feels, looks, and functions. Shame that it “attracts” unwanted ... → more
Conversation – Arely
VGL: Empezamos platicando un poco de donde naciste y en qué año naciste.
AA: Nací en Tulancingo, Hidalgo y tengo 28 años. Nací el 5 ... → more
Story (english)
While I am not ready to disclose the details of the violence I have survived, I do know that when I see another feminine bodied person of ... → more
Poem (english)
My blood paints a new sunrise. I grapple with the future and my body. I feel disconnected from my body. I just think of my home in Univer... → more
Story (english)
Growing up in a place like Arizona will leave you marked for life if you are a person of color. I knew I was not White, I was reminded of ... → more
Poem (english)
My blood paints a new sunrise. My body is a flowing river, changing waters everyday. My body, natural, beautiful, in the middle of a ... → more
Poem (english)
I am a dry desert—I withered away in grief for my Yahi chief.
I am a dry desert, I withered away in pain, inflicted by the sun god.
I ... → more
Story (english)
Woman. Civil war. Undocumented immigrant. Single parent. Working-class. These terms describe my mother, a young woman who fled a violent ... → more
Poem (english)
My body is a temple.
Inside, there are ruins,
From times of war, of
Love, of destruction, of
Restoration.
My temple, has been ... → more