Daughters of the Uncolonized Mind
The misconceptions are vast.
The perspectives are limited,
focused on lips that are as tender as a prayer,
neglecting the mind that pours poetry into empty spaces and distant worlds.
She still speaks with the authority of women who have shaped paradigms and conquered nations,
braiding hair on covered mezzanines, planning to bring governments to their knees
coup d’états and Afros that kiss horizons at their peak.
We code-switch and learn tongues that could never translate the depth of the emotions we experience.
Aunque la tinta se derrame,
mis palabras trascienden las almas incomprendidas que buscan un hogar.
A Word From The Author
Did you choose the pen or did the pen choose you?
