Monthly Archives: February 2009
Verde
How am I supposed to bury green when I want it to grow from the frozen earth body? How can I want to kill something that hasn’t even begun to show itself? ____________________________________________________________________________________ Guardo las hojas verdes envolviendo tus palabras … Continue reading
What Mujeres like Nadya Suleman and I Deserve
I was looking forward to my tax refund this year. It totaled almost two month’s worth of rent and meant that maybe I could get new chairs so that my kids and I aren’t sitting on stools from the 99 … Continue reading
Perdon Vida de mi Vida
Yesterday and the night before I had the honor and privilege of opening my humble casita to a dear, beautiful woman of color whom I love something fierce and beautiful. In fact just writing about having her here in a … Continue reading
Sabado Lessons at the Lavenderia
3/4 of the maquinas are out of order as are so many other things. Una madre Dominicana teaches her teenage hijas how to wash a man’s calzoncillo while the televisions try to sell them jean up. The up is for … Continue reading
blogging, colonialism, survival
The only reason I read the post was because of blackamazon and Sylvia. And tonite after reading bfp and after twitterputeando with her I’m going to attempt to say something that makes sense at least for me. Cuz this space … Continue reading
In the Mami’Hood : One Familia, Three Levels of Health Care
No entiendo. No entiendo how in my little familia, the three of us have three different levels of healthcare. Today I went it to recertify my kids for their State Child Health Insurance, aka S-CHIP, in NYC it’s Child Health … Continue reading
Atacada
For gente who read me on VivirLatino.com, please note that VL is under some sort of cyber attack right now and we are working on fixing the issue. Sorry y gracias for your patience.
A Different Level of Hell : Family Court
I think someone said that one of the responses to grief is anger and yesterday morning, the morning abuela died, I was angry. I was not angry at death or at abuela pero I was angry porque my ex had … Continue reading
Rest in Peace Abuela Lucia
This morning, my maternal abuela passed away. She had suffered a stroke on Friday. I was able to say goodbye to her yesterday. She couldn’t speak when I saw her in the hospital. Rather she answered me by squeezing my … Continue reading
Carta a Abuela Lucia
I don’t know you as the fierce mujer who would would go with her children into basements and set her arms aflame when montada con Chango because those are stories my tio and tias only told when one of your … Continue reading