Saturday, July 4, 2020

BLM Owes Me Nothing!



(R.I.P Vanessa Guillen)

1.
I think that when you organize a social justice event; participate in a rally or a cause it’s because something about that issue moved you very deeply. You were drawn in even though the energy doesn’t completely mirror your experiences. It’s is still magical, transformative and impacting to fight for your beliefs and your values, to see so many people fight against injustices fills me with hope for humanity. I feel human again, am reminded that I am part of the human race. I’m embarrassed to say it, but I feel heroic, the way they always stand on the side of what’s right.

2.
I never approach a social justice cause conditionally, do you? Is your political support conditional? Do you go..? Have you gone to a BLM rally and told yourself “alright I’m here, but these bitches better show up when my community puts on a rally!” Do you sign a petition advocating for LBGT rights and think “ok, but when my ass is getting discriminated against, y’all punks better have my back too”? Or have you walked for AIDS research or to end homelessness and said “I know I’m gonna see you mother fuckers at the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure.” Is your support for Black Lives Matter conditional? Knowing that Latino/as/x will greatly benefit from the social reforms this movement is proposing, and that when BLM leadership speaks they always say “Black and Brown communities…” do you really think the BLM doesn’t have the Latino/as/x communities back? Have you heard how BLM speaks on immigration detention centers and abolishing ICE? Do you really understand BLM or are you just caught in the momentum? Will you ever stop asking, no demanding that BLM do for you? Do you think the rage and pain that you feel about Vanessa Guillen’s murder is best used by attacking and calling out BLM? Is the problem that Vanessa was a victim of patriarchal misogyny that was covered up by sanctioned rape culture in the military or that not enough Black folks are talking about her murder? Can those values, that vision for a better future that moved you to join BLM’s fight serve to honor Vanessa Guillen’s story and that of so many women, victims of sexual assault, whose voices have been silenced?

3.

Keeping it 100   how many of you that are so upset about Black people and Black orgs (cause believe me BLM is NOT the end all be all of Black communities power) not supporting by speaking out about the Vanessa Guillen murder? How many of you have actually made an attempt at collaborating with Black orgs? How many of you have sent an email to a Black leader, tagged a Black community leader, Black discussion board etc. in a post alerting them to this issue? How many of you can clearly say I tried reaching out for their support and was thoroughly rejected? Cause let’s face it activism is not just posting or marching in rallies, it’s also about making connections. Making connections with organizations and people but also making connections between social injustices, being intersectional with how we see things. In case you haven’t noticed the Black community is kind busy right now.  They’ve been dealing with the psychological toll of watching their people die before cameras for a number of years now. As we know the killings have been going on for years but the recorded accounts are more recent.  They are a community that is fighting for their humanity. And yes, yes!!! Latino/as/x has been out there participating in these protests. Latino/as/x are putting their lives on the line for the cause but it is not the same to be part of a movement than to be the movement (see section 2 above). Why not be more compassionate and say “we got this!” as you step away to focus on Vanessa’s murder if that is your choice. Why not be powered by the momentum that started with George Floyd’s murder (Yes I positively brought him into the convo) and continue the fight against injustice. That’s the root here. Injustice. The killing of Vanessa is painful to see how her death could’ve been avoided, how the institution which she was loyal to tried to erase her. Literally they tried to make her disappear.  Isn’t this America, where the highest honor and form of patriotism is serving your country? Where are the pro-military folk? Are we calling them out too, all those patriots that think kneeling as a sign of peaceful protest is the most disrespectful thing you can do to people who serve in the military? How about killing one of your own, where does that fall on the un-patriotic scale?  Her life didn’t matter to them. Her murder is intrinsically connected to the systems that have oppressed the Black community and Latino/as/x communities for years. Given everything that has happened since March of this year, how Covid-19 has disproportionately affected Black communities, the lynchings, the uprisings against police brutality, I will not demand for the Black community to prove their allegiance to Latino/as/x. The Black community doesn’t owe me anything for all the times I’ve spoken out against injustice under the wings of BLM. For me injustice IS injustice whether it be against Black folk, Central American children being caged up, sexual assault, violation of Indigenous sovereignty, trans women of color being murdered, I will speak out against injustices. I will not use my rage and anger against another marginalized group that is fighting and has been fighting for their full humanity for 400 years. I will not be a burden on them. Vanessa Guillén needs to be respected and honored. I will fight for the silenced voices, fight for her memory.

Wednesday, August 28, 2019

Geography Lesson


“What! You don’t know where the Sierra Madre is?” she asked
“Geography has never been my best subject.” I said
She took my hand and led me into her room,
“Ven, yo te enseño.”
I though we were going to look at a globe or maybe an encyclopedia, but instead she took off her clothes.  She grabbed my hands and traced her body with them.  She stopped on her breast and said,
            “Here, mira these are Popocatepetl and Ixtaccihuatl.”
My hands worked their way all over her terrain.  I put my hands around her waist and slid them slowly down her butt. 
“Ese es el Cerro de la Silla,” she smiled as I pinched her nalgas. 
Her curves were reminiscent of Guanajuato’s winding alleyways.  Her dark hair shimmered like the sands at Barra de Navidad.  We moved on to her bed and exchanged long kisses.
            “Y aqui,” she said spreading her legs for me, “are the most breathtaking cascadas you’ve ever seen.” She placed my fingers on her wet chocha and said in a half moan, “These are the falls of Misol-Ha.”

That night felt like I had experienced all of Mexico.  And it was certainly the best tutoring session I’ve ever had.  We lay quietly next to each other, taking in the moment when suddenly I heard a strange noise.  I was surprised cause she had farted. 
“¿Y eso, que fue?” I asked through laughter.
“Oh, did I forget to mention La Bufadora.” She replied.

Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Chiquitita



Que quieres que te diga, Chiquita?
Te meto un dedo
y te doy con mi lengüita.
Ay que sabrosita estas!
Dame mas de
tu jugo dame mas!
Mira como te escurre
tu lechita, entre tus labios
menores y mayores bien
rojos  y esponjaditos
te los rosa la gota de tu leche
resbalosa en rumbo
a tu  ano mojando
tus nalguitas hasta estallar.

Que quieres Chiquitita?
Dime que quieres.
Dime que me quieres Chiquita.
Dime que mas quieres
estoy para complacer
coger, y coger hasta coser
nuestras pieles una contra la otra
con nuestra calentura se derriten
dedos, nudillos, palma de mi mano, muñeca.
Que mona eres, mi muñeca
dime que quieres estar con migo
que yo soy tu tesoro
que vez mi corazón de oro
que canta,
canto por ti
en voz alta.
Voz suelta
como un arcoíris
doblándose por las nubes
saludando a los cielos
perfecto como el sol en
la amanecer…nuevo día
tengo. Es lo mejor que tengo
contigo cada nuevo día
que me despierto  a tu lado
te siento Chiquita
y el amor que te tengo
me hace sentir chiquita
por lo enorme que son nuestras
posibilidades.
Que quieres que te diga
Chiquita, te amo.

Sunday, May 26, 2019

Los Novios

Married 05.25.2019
Ours is a good love
a classic love
settled, secure, durable
like big brown sexy
pillars of the gay community.
Pillars that many wish they could
twirl around- like some carefree stripper
we  know you want this!
We are a lusty kind of love.
Loving ourselves is loving our community
archiving its beauty in the poetry we speak
and in the portraits we create.
Line by line recording the shades
and shadows in the lives
of our brown gente
magagandang tao.
Because loving our community
is loving ourselves.

Our love is
promising
like the trunks that are your arms
malakas
promising comfort, security
and love when they wrap around
me.
Our love is
endless, like the many barriers,
the challenges big and small
that have threatened
the world weve  built
together...and we look back
shine our big, bright beautiful smiles
at all that weve overcome
and feel comforted in knowing
that our love is built for a lifetime.


Our love is great
historic
Viejo!
My man!
Eres mi viejo amor
Amor del bueno
Que me hace suspirar
makes my purple prickly-pair of a heart
beat steadfastly against the walls
of my chest flooding my veins
with a kaleidoscope of emotions.
23 years later
and you still push me to the edge,
push  me to my limits
just as suddenly as you pull me back to my center
to find my core with you
our place of understanding.

I used to be like an iris measuring the light
to which I exposed myself to.
When I saw you  
I opened myself to fully take you in.
I see you Love
Good love
Old love
Classic love
Man love
Aking pagmamahal
Brown love
My love.

*poem written in honor of Hector and Napo's passionate love

BLM Owes Me Nothing!

(R.I.P Vanessa Guillen) 1. I think that when you organize a social justice event; participate in a rally or a cause it’s because...