From January, 2013

malintZine Suggested Reading List (to be decent)

This list is probably going to grow (ALOT)- please feel free to comment and add your ideas for recommended reading or send your suggestions to malintzine@gmail.com The Revolution Starts at Home: Confronting Intimate Violence Within Activist Communities – Ching-In Chen (Editor), Jai Dulani (Editor), and Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha (Editor); Andrea Smith (preface) Conquest: Sexual Violence and American Indian Genocide – Andrea Smith Colonize This!: Young Women of Color on Today’s Feminism – Daisy Hernandez Feminist Theory: From Margin to Center by bell hooks Loose Woman: Poems – Sandra Cisneros Sexual Politics, Sexual Communities John D’Emilio Crip Theory Robert McRuer The House on Mango Street – Sandra Cisneros Reading…

Good Girls

My hips, they extend outwards in imitation of the horizon believing they will be welcomed like the morning sun signaling the beginning of a brand new day— They are not.   My belly, it extends forward and under filled with excitement to be part of the world bouncing happily along as if constantly waving to those passing thinking it will be met with the same cordiality— It is not.   My thighs, they rustle together making me chafe as I walk to class—or anywhere really—thinking the constant “swish-swish” friction of fabric is like the chatter of gossiping friends whose conversation…

Anonymous is a Woman

Why do (some) people keep complaining that those of us writing original work for this blog are choosing to remain anonymous? Why are you so uncomfortable? Is it a problem because we don’t need credit for our words? Are you disturbed because our egos don’t need stroking with pats on the back and high-fives? Does it bother you to not have a specific target to aim at when you disagree? Are you afraid that it’s your sister, your girlfriend, your mother who’s writing — and you don’t know? We speak collectively because of our politics. We do not claim authorship…

Why malintZINE?: A Letter From Your Editors

One Zapatista philosophy says that a community should move as quickly as its slowest member. When people first see me, many falsely assume I’m that slowest member. Within the United States our language, our economy and our norms are part of a legacy of conquest that pushes me to that abject space—a place in society, in our communities, in our homes—that few embrace, initially anyways. I limped through the margins, silently fearful and with the world’s weight on my preadolescent, adolescent, early adulthood’s shoulders. The veil was in place, and I couldn’t have dreamed an alternate reality; this is life,…

Culture of Silence

Acts of violence are committed against women in the Mexican-American Studies community consistently, yet it seems they are only discussed publicly when people outside the movement get involved. As a young woman in this community I should have been made aware of men in the movement who are known perpetrators of violence. I need to know which spaces are safe spaces and I need to be able to make informed decisions about the people I am involving myself with or organizing with. I believe that part of the reason I had no previous knowledge of any man’s history of gendered violence was because of a carefully constructed culture of…

I too

I too know this rage of which my sisters speak I too feel it burning inside of me I too feel an explosion imminent because I.am.so.tired.of.this.shit.   Hey man, You think your oppression is bad? Imagine millennia of suffocation by idiots who can’t possibly imagine that their wives/daughters/friends/sisters might know better than them Might lead better than them   Imagine being suffocated from nearly beyond your depth of memory And knowing Truly Completely That your suffocation is the reason for the state of things today   Imagine trying to say it out loud to men Who laugh at you Call…

Think about the family

We keep talking about the pain it causes our families I know that, I am them   I am the one that held on to stories of violence so hard I bled Held on to secrets of feeling unsafe Felt my insides explode, cancer in my belly, pain in my chest   I too felt it was no ones business So I kept on holding on Explosions continued in my body, on others faces, on my arms   Growing up I began to think these secrets were normal This fear and uncertainty I kept inside Comfortable Was love, was safety…

Call for submissions!

January 26, 2013 Call for submissions! We are malintZINE, an online zine featuring the stories, thoughts, and interests of radical mujeres, some of color and some queer, based in Tucson, Arizona. We’re putting together a paper zine while we prepare for some exciting upcoming events in March—and we want your contribution! Send us your original writing, and, especially, your graphics, comics, and any other form of visual art. Artists: we’re only accepting submissions online, so please scan your art and send it to us! If you have an art piece to submit, but it can’t be scanned or photographed, contact…

Reminder of yesterday

I’m not going to lie, life has hardened me. I thought healing came with forgetting, but how can the vivid picture of seeing your own flesh and blood lying dead on the pavement floor be forgotten? How just is justice when pigs can gather around and separate us from him with a yellow piece of plastic caution? Then at the same time eat at the crime scene having a damn picnic as if to have no respect for the pain we all were going to face from then on. Don’t bother asking if I like cops, I much more than…

From: The Master’s Tools Will Never Dismantle the Master’s House

“For women, the need and desire to nurture each other is not pathological but redemptive, and it is within that knowledge that our real power is rediscovered. It is this real connection which is so feared by a patriarchal world. Only within a patriarchal structure is maternity the only social power open to women.” ~ Audre Lorde       “Women of today are still being called upon to stretch across the gap of male ignorance and to educate men as to our existence and our needs. This is an old and primary tool of all oppressors to keep the…