A dream wrapped with a ribbon/Un sueno embuelto con un liston
still get chills when I hear the word “femicide”. So painful.
"Voces (“Voices”) addresses the mass femicide in the state of Chihuahua, Mexico. An ongoing act of mourning and protest, I silently sit to the side of the gallery, embroidering the names of individual murder victims into white blouses. Beginning with the first documented victims in 1993, every woman is commemorated with pink thread, referencing the pink crosses that have been erected and painted throughout the city by those who mourn the dead. As the shirts fill the center of the room, memorial shrines and missing person posters line the walls". Mandy Cano Villalobos.
It has been a year since you made me realize that though we may feel like we’ve failed at love, we can’t give up on ourselves, even if others do.
Because a lot has happened this year.
And had I given up a year ago, I wouldn’t have taken chances and learned what I have about love & life.
I hate it when you’re right, but yes, we are all learning how to love. And that’s okay.
Because a lot can happen in a year.
"In order to justify genocide, enslavement, and the seizure of lands, a "naturalized" splitting of humanity along racial lines had to be established"