To unravel, to reform, to mend

Broken pieces, fragments

de un mismo ser

Me envuelvo, me hago ovillo

Miro hacia adentro

y siento un gran vacio

A void, a nostalgia

Desarraigada, ambiguas raices

Rootless,painful roots

embedded in a colonial past, and present?

 

Mi cuerpo guarda muchas historias

Some I can unpack; others are too far, too deep

Rasgar, romper,

Tearing all that has been imposed on me

Coloured, blended, you are a mixture

But I only know a side of you

The other part has been blurred

 

Stitch, by stitch I reconcile my disregarded selves

Interconnected threads and pieces

A journey of reconnecting with my body, mind and soul

Sowing, mending all my scars

I resist my gendered and racialized identity 

I make room for a new way of knowing, moving and being

I welcome you

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