What words would you use to describe your inner life? Of the above, none.
If It rests at the edge of thought, like glass, uninterrupted.
Or when we feel (in front of others) that we have suffered enough.
Today, I want you to find a way to forego the grammatical structures you’ve been given.
Leave them behind for someone else, like art, a Basquiat; something that is amargado.
And take stock of what is left.
What parts of you have you abandoned? Which do you miss?
This is what whiteness does to the subjectivities of those it seeks to oppress.
It distorts it, turns it into jargon, which is another way to say Philosophy.
– ¡Oye, déjate de sanganaria!
If you like piña colada. (If you do, stop.)
I had an intense desire to undo what undid me and the thing that undid me was the sentence.
A fist full of endocrines. A hepatitis cherry.
My first language was not English, but look how I have mastered it.