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 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
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
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
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 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
Wash away the shame, guilt, disgust, unknown, discomfort of how my body feels, looks, and functions. Shame that it “attracts” unwanted ... → more
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
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
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
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
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
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
Woman. Civil war. Undocumented immigrant. Single parent. Working-class. These terms describe my mother, a young woman who fled a violent ... → more
My body is a temple.
Inside, there are ruins,
From times of war, of
Love, of destruction, of
My temple, has been ... → more