Between The Sun And Poverty There Was

My Mamá Grande, A Tiny Mayan Woman, Took Me Aside When I Was An Adolescent And Told Me Several Things That Didn't Make A Bit Of Sense To My Young And Inattentive Ears, And As Young People Tend To Waste All Attempts Of Our Elders To Relay To Us Wisdom Accumulated Over The Decades, I Thought My Mamá Grande Had A Few Mice In The Attic.

In Nature, Creatures Never Ended The Lives Of Others Except To Survive. To Women, Abortion Was Self-defense And Preservation Of The Species. Abortion Was Not A Fancy Borne Out Of The Female Mind. Abortion Was Instinct Beyond Ideas. Abortion Was Fear (the Cat That Devours Its Litter When A Predator Nears).

The Writers Who Have Been Serious About Recreating American Literature Have Always Been Far And Few Between. What We Do Have At The End Of The 20th Century That We Didn't Have At The Beginning, At That Time Of The Lost Generation Of Rich White Boys, Is A Mixture. We're Now Getting Gay Writers Of Color, Let's Say, And Women Of Color Being Published. This Is Unprecedented.

Human Sexuality Has Been Regulated And Shaped By Men To Serve Men's Needs.

I'm Obviously An American Citizen. My Parents Are American Citizens. But I'm Not Looked At As An American.