Where are you from?
I am from my mothers womb
connected to her soul
built and constructed inside her body
with a mixture of love for and abuse from
my father
I am from my mothers womb
created and fostered in the strawberry fields
and the sweet aroma of agriculture
molded with the hard working hands of my parents
I am stuck between two lands that do not want me
‘ni de aqui, ni de alla’
Pocha, gringa, Americana
indigena
I am from my mothers flesh and blood
'con miles heridas abiertas'
I continue to shed blood for the rape of my people
longing for a connection with my indigenous gente
I am from my mothers skin
shedding the pain her mother passed down to her
I shed the machismo that left her bruised
I am healing
from the pain my mothers lived
and has survived.
I am surviving
for her, my home.
-Eunice C. Gonzalez-Sierra
beautiful :)
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