ive drank 4 pints of cider, 2 americanos, and have been sitting here for nearly 7 hours. and i cant write. i chain smoked with SHF for almost 30 minutes. i confessed how i havent been able to sleep since returning from mexico. how i stay awake until 3 or 4 am. i did not tell her everyday i have had a drink since. that ive been drinking regularly since then. that i sometimes have anxiety attacks that i can only barely control. that barely stay under the surface… that sometimes, i dont know how to function. my life is near obsessive, only without purpose. that i cant clean my room. i can barely work. my mind is stuck in an igloo. maybe i am just tired. all i can think about is returning to the border. to write this story. SHF and i devise a plan for this. i think neither of us knows what else to do.
Emmy Award-nominated Liza Garza is a poet, vocalist and songwriter. Infusing the cultural soul of Mexican folk tunes in modern ballads with the intricacy of Hip Hop rhyme schemes, she bridges the ancestral with the modern. With perfomances that include The Lincoln Center, The Apollo, the National Association of Latino Arts & Culture, HBO Def Poetry Jam and numerous stages world wide, diverse people are finding a home in her voice. [x]
Liza is amazing. This Mexican-American Muslim Latina sings about social inequities and structural violence. She has performed with artists such as Stevie Wonder, Roberta Flack, Amir Sulaiman, Mos Def, and Jill Scott. Garza graduated from the University of Michigan, where she formulated her own degree in Performance Activism. Watch to her perform “My Everything” on HBO Def Poetry. You can also learn more about her here and follow her on tumblr here.
Oh! And she also makes and sells some seriously cool earrings.
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(via labrownrecluse)
I met a fellow poet, well this is the 3rd or 4th time Ive met him, a friend of B and Sabina. he asked, what writers do you like?
I hate this question. You will judge me - no matter how I answer.
Do you know Martin Espada? Do you…
and on and on. I hate the writer’s ego.
I shrugged and said I’d tell Sabina to text him back.
#sigh
You know, the one that gives housewives/full-time mothers a pension— wages for housework?
It’s ONLY A HUGE VICTORY FOR FEMINISM, SOCIALISM, AND WOMEN OF COLOR. Not a big deal or anything. Tumblr is mysteriously silent about this.
http://rabble.ca/columnists/2013/05/venezuelas-new-labour-law-best-mothers-day-gift
holy shit!
fucking COOL
(via newmodelminority)
Language is never neutral.
(Source: genderbitch, via latinarebels)
I don’t like blondes. In general. But I watched a Swedish lesbian film with a tall blonde Swede. I paused the film. It was too intense for me. As were her eyes.
I need to stop being so carefully reckless. My emotions buried the night I asked B to stay, and she left. Since then I find all sorts of characters in my life, asking of me but giving nothing in return, and I still feel quite alone. So Orpheus keeps walking, certain there isn’t a soul strong enough to hold my weight.
