Tagged Gendered Violence

Reflection… Correction… Direction…

Here’s the thing — a little more clarification is necessary since it seems that the confusion continues. First of all — this is not a competition for fans or views or reads. When we set out to launch malintZine on December 21, 2012 we had a vision of offering an anonymous space for women to speak their truths. Truths that had been silenced for too long. MalintZine has been and will continue to be a radically safe space that will ferociously protect the anonymity of our authors. But malintZine and her authors are not just the women who you’ve seen…

Puga Nini Sha’de Butterfly Dance

She thinks, ‘I can do it,’ as a vibrant, deep and fluorescent butterfly floats over her head. ‘I shouldn’t have to hide who I am. This is my reality- this is my truth. Just my presence alone brings with it the entire weight of the mistakes of the Movement and the reason why true liberation has not yet been achieved. So my truth now becomes your truth.’ This tragedy alone has morphed me into a new being. Like the violent hacking of the wood, the splintering and breaking apart of its body- for all to watch in deep fascination- when…

de/romantic revolutions

I remember the first time I went to the MEChA meeting he was there to the side with his Ché mane sad eyes and I liked him                                                                         (no, you don’t understand) he’s a beautiful brown man he reminds me of my brother lost, rocky childhood, angry, charismatic, womanizer but wants to be a lawyer or politician do right by his people                                                                         (his mother) first time he holds my hand, we’re at the movies watching motorcycle diaries his sweaty palm, let’s go stares and for a moment I imagine revolutionary love                                                                         (wack right?) that’s when he tells me…

malintZINE does the telling

By Anna NietoGomez, Coughing Woman Custom was that violence against women was private and should not be talked about in public. The women’s rights movement changed all that, and violence against women became a public discussion. Women demanded that they have the right to be safe at home, at work and at play. Traditionalists ignored this challenge, blamed the woman for the violence done against her and took no action. Then women told their stories.
 First they began the telling with friends and family, but nothing changed. The story was forgotten, and violence against women continued.
 Then the telling became…

Three Sonorans – blogger/publicist; deception by deflection, attempted polarization, sour grapes- all with underlying misogyny and prejudice

After being called on his misogynist oriented blogging and continued spread of misinformation, some weeks ago, DA Morales, also known as Three Sonorans (TS), proclaimed that his blog would be shut down. The TS absence lasted only a few days and many pockets were lined with quick cash from bets won against his promise. We are regretful to have won the bet! At a New Year’s party, Richard M. Martinez referred to Morales as his “publicist” which simply affirmed Morales’ role. Perhaps the bestowment of his role and title is what propelled Martinez’ promoter to begin TS and what prodded…

Mack Daddy Lopez, Tucson

(To those brothers all along the spectrum of time who stood alongside us and if even they fell got back up and joined to our sides, who know the depth of a woman, and who we find even in this age, beside us: A Million Million Gratitudes…….   The next poem is not for you.)   I twice slept with a man named Macky Lopez I think a lot of women did He’s a mack daddy penis-driven cunning man, Revolution somewhere hiding beneath the piles he left of shit   He’s a predatory feel-sorry-for-me type A misogynist tries-to-break-women man He…

Take It All Back

Women with the courage to fight taught me how to take it all back Your rape cannot take my pleasure Your hate cannot take my love You war cannot take my peace Your ignorance can not dull my light My voice calls out and is echoed We come together bound in women-centered community We are safe because we promote women as leaders in all sectors and live as leaders Leaders who know their strengths Leaders who turn to community for support when we are weak We stand together and up in all our actions Our lives lived and daily choices…

To My Daughter

Mijita,   we are the in between neither black nor white   we are the mud the mix between the menstrual flow of the planet and the machismo ground beneath our feet   we are the brown the piece of construction paper that is thrown away the ugly created when mixing too many colors the only crayon chosen when coloring Martin Luther King or dirt   we are the cockroaches despised and disgusted but even with the bam of a stomping manly foot we refuse to die   we are the voice of the wind loud and undesirable yet never…

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…