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Girl Code, Responsibility, Accountability and In Lak Ech

I didn’t believe my friend when she was raped. …… The last few years in Tucson have been a struggle to survive. With the battles in our communities and legislation targeting brown people of color on indigenous land – we have nearly killed each other and the work and the fight and the fighting has made us all sick – susto. It deserves writing that will never end now that it has started. Through it all, I now reflect on two moments when I know I fucked up. I monumentally fucked up and hurt other women. When it first happened,…

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…

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…

getting hit on in the movement

*Disclaimer:  This is for those men (youknowwhoyouare – even if you don’t have a clue)   Believe it or not I didn’t come here to meet you holdingbackthemovement men. The dreams of a woman  run in rivers  and that’s what brought me.   Some of these holdingbackthemovement men don’t understand when I say “I’m not interested” As in: I got a path I’m on and you’re standing in my way. Never never gonna sleep in your bed! I refuse to suffocate in your blindness.   Some of these holdingbackthemovement men got some egos like Gaping Holes filled with fantasies and…