Nacida María, se llaman “La Llorona" porque sus gritos hacen sangrar las orejas de poderosos hombres. Cortan el aire, llamando la ruina como tormenta.
Se niegan a decirle dónde están sus hijes. Su único crimen es cruzar. Ella llora porque sus hijes están en jaulas. Están cubiertes de heces, moco, leche materna. Los carceleros no les dejan dormir, y sin dormir no pueden soñar.
La llorona ronda la orilla del río, rasgando el vestido blanco. Los carceleros se molestan por su falta de civismo: están ahogando a niñes y preferían hacerlo en paz. El alarido de la llorona clama justicia: “¿Dónde están mis hijes?”
La Llorona was a selfish woman. Beautiful but shallow. (Aren’t they all?) Her children interfered with her ambition, so she dragged them to the riverbed.
When the monster mama crossed into heaven, she concealed her crimes, and would not tell the angels where her children were. They said to her, “You cannot enter unless you do it the right way,” and turned her from heaven’s border.
Don’t let La Llorona catch you by the river, where she still searches for the anchor of her babies. She haunts the banks in her bone-white dress and bloody reaching nails, howling down the sun with her cries: “WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN?”
Nacida María, se llaman “La Llorona" porque sus gritos hacen sangrar las orejas de poderosos hombres. Cortan el aire, llamando la ruina como tormenta.
Se niegan a decirle dónde están sus hijes. Su único crimen es cruzar. Ella llora porque sus hijes están en jaulas. Están cubiertes de heces, moco, leche materna. Los carceleros no les dejan dormir, y sin dormir no pueden soñar.
La llorona ronda la orilla del río, rasgando el vestido blanco. Los carceleros se molestan por su falta de civismo: están ahogando a niñes y preferían hacerlo en paz. El alarido de la llorona clama justicia: “¿Dónde están mis hijes?”
La Llorona was a selfish woman. Beautiful but shallow. (Aren’t they all?) Her children interfered with her ambition, so she dragged them to the riverbed.
When the monster mama crossed into heaven, she concealed her crimes, and would not tell the angels where her children were. They said to her, “You cannot enter unless you do it the right way," and turned her from heaven’s border.
Don’t let La Llorona catch you by the river, where she still searches for the anchor of her babies. She haunts the banks in her bone-white dress and bloody reaching nails, howling down the sun with her cries: "WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN?”
Good morning everybody! This is an old-new poem, first published last year in Miss Translated: A Benefit for the New Sanctuary Coalition. Today I present it to you featuring hopefully-more-legible-typeface! colors??? and, as ever, a grammar mistake I noticed at the very last minute. Don’t forget to abolish ICE! Besos a todes.
Nacida María, se llaman “La Llorona" porque sus gritos hacen sangrar las orejas de poderosos hombres. Cortan el aire, llamando la ruina como tormenta.
Se niegan a decirle dónde están sus hijes. Su único crimen es cruzar. Ella llora porque sus hijes están en jaulas. Están cubiertes de heces, moco, leche materna. Los carceleros no les dejan dormir, y sin dormir no pueden soñar.
La llorona ronda la orilla del río, rasgando el vestido blanco. Los carceleros se molestan por su falta de civismo: están ahogando a niñes y preferían hacerlo en paz. El alarido de la llorona clama justicia: "¿Dónde están mis hijes?”
La Llorona was a selfish woman. Beautiful but shallow. (Aren’t they all?) Her children interfered with her ambition, so she dragged them to the riverbed.
When the monster mama crossed into heaven, she concealed her crimes, and would not tell the angels where her children were. They said to her, “You cannot enter unless you do it the right way," and turned her from heaven’s border.
Don’t let La Llorona catch you by the river, where she still searches for the anchor of her babies. She haunts the banks in her bone-white dress and bloody reaching nails, howling down the sun with her cries: "WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN?”
Good morning everybody! This is an old-new poem, first published last year in Miss Translated: A Benefit for the New Sanctuary Coalition. Today I present it to you featuring hopefully-more-legible-typeface! colors??? and, as ever, a grammar mistake I noticed at the very last minute. Don’t forget to abolish ICE! Besos a todes.
(note: I have done my best to search for various organizations directly helping Haitian Refugees because I was frustrated with how little information there seemed to be about various actions we can take. If you find anything that does not seem accurate, OR you would like to add on to this list - pleasedo.)
In Search Of artwork to use for a Facebook cover photo with a political message.
Anything like:
Abolish Ice
Close The Camps
Vote Blue, No Matter Who
It’d be a great idea to for people to flood social medias with it but until then I definitely want it on my page. Does anyone know of artists who have already put this kind of work out there and could direct me to their stuff? Thanks!
“In a 6-to-3 vote, the Supreme Court ruled that border agents may unconstitutionally enter a person’s home without a warrant and assault him and … federal courts are powerless to do anything about it. The border, once again, is a Constitution-free zone.”
“60% of the population of the United States just lost any constitutional protections against warrantless assault or home invasion by armed agents.”
Ava DuVernay: You understood the dangers of American policing, the criminalization of Black, native, and brown people, 50 years ago. Your activism and your scholarship has always been inclusive of class and race and gender and sexuality. It seems we’re at a critical mass where a majority of people are finally able to hear and to understand the concepts that you’ve been talking about for decades. Is that satisfying or exhausting after all this time?
Angela Davis: I don’t think about it as an experience that I’m having as an individual. I think about it as a collective experience, because I would not have made those arguments or engaged in those kinds of activisms if there were not other people doing it. One of the things that some of us said over and over again is that we’re doing this work. Don’t expect to receive public credit for it. It’s not to be acknowledged that we do this work. We do this work because we want to change the world. If we don’t do the work continuously and passionately, even as it appears as if no one is listening, if we don’t help to create the conditions of possibility for change, then a moment like this will arrive and we can do nothing about it. As Bobby Seale said, we will not be able to “seize the time.” This is a perfect example of our being able to seize this moment and turn it into something that’s radical and transformative.
Michigan Immigrant Rights Center Preparing Your Family GuideinEnglishandSpanish & Family Preparedness for Immigration Enforcement Video in English or in Spanish
Filming encounters with Immigration and Customs Officials (ICE) and other immigration enforcement agents can expose human rights abuses, deter violence, substantiate reports and serve as evidence. But if the footage isn’t captured safely and ethically, it can put people at risk.
This tip sheet provides basic Know Your Rights guidance and tips on minimizing risk and capturing valuable documentation. Check out our accompanying checklist Watch the animated video version of this tip sheet that is also available in Spanish.
We’re super excited to share our new shirts with you, created in partnership with Asian Prisoner Support Committee!
We need your support to reunite four Cambodian deportees with their families and community. If we’re able to stop people from getting deported, we can also bring them back home!
Kay Kay, China, Tone, and Chantha came to the US as refugee children fleeing from the US-backed genocide in Cambodia, the Khmer Rouge. Now, ICE has ripped apart their families because their status as formerly-incarcerated refugees made them targets for deportation.
Kay Kay, China, Tone and Chantha’s families were resettled by the US government in heavily-policed and under-resourced neighborhoods in California. As youths in the 1990s, they committed crimes during an era of “tough on crime” laws that drove mass incarceration to new heights.
Kay Kay, China, Tone and Chantha rebuilt their lives after being released. Now they are struggling to survive after being deported to Cambodia, a country they do not know. 80% of all deportation orders for Southeast Asian Americans are based on old criminal records that have already been served.
These Cambodian refugees escaped one of the worst genocides of the 20th century to seek safety in the US, only to be deported and separated from their families.
Our shirt design is by Raychelle Duazo, a queer femme Filipina-American illustrator and tattoo artist from the Pacific Northwest. See more of Raychelle’s work @bombchelle.
Queer Vietnamese American art we can get behind! These pieces by Antonius-Tín Bui reclaim the Asian craft tradition of paper cutting. “As a queer, gender-nonbinary, Vietnamese-American artist, Bui’s work celebrates, honors, and challenges assumptions about intersectional identities.” Learn more at antoniusbui.com
There are people in the notes saying this isn’t a gassing and it’s “just” a disinfectan0 being sprayed on surfaces to avoid covid, and people are “just” having allergic reactions to it
That post explains better what this chemical is and what is going on.
“The guards are spraying this disinfectant in retaliation for the report [that revealed the deplorable health conditions in detention centers]. To be clear - HDQ is an industrial-strength disinfectant, which according to the manufacturer is “harmful if inhaled” and “causes severe skin burns and serious eye damage.” The guards are spraying it on everything every 15-30 minutes, according to sources, and immigrants in the center have already experienced severe symptoms including blisters, rashes, bleeding, fainting, breathing difficulties, headaches, stomach pain, and nausea. “
It’s not just allergic reactions. That’s a severe misunderstanding of what disinfectants do and a refusal to acknowledge how serious this is and WHY people are freaking out.
No, they’re not literally being gassed in the grandiose (gore-iose?) way you’d think of - being shoved into an iron chamber like animals that then is filled with gas that melts their skin… But they are still being forced to into small areas with harmful fumes and surfaces covered in chemicals that are made to eat living matter.
We need to do more than sign a petition. Don’t shut up about this.
Don’t scroll past this.
If you had to be in a room for days and weeks with bleach or peroxide all over everything, you don’t need to be allergic to start having severe reactions. Cleaning chemicals say to use protective gear and ventilate the area for a REASON.
This is really not okay. It wasn’t okay before, and now it’s worse than it was.
I work as a university custodian. This is the chemical we’re using to sanitize surfaces we’ve cleaned due to coronavirus. We’re not supposed to spray it directly on any surfaces. We spray it onto a cloth and then wipe surfaces with it. It’s supposed to dry before people come into contact with those surfaces. Once it dries on water fountains it’s rinsed off (I don’t know if it actually does anything to rinse it off when it’s already dried but that’s the procedure - we have to let it dry to make sure it’s had enough time to kill virus particles). That’s in university buildings with extra ventilation that are sanitized twice a day. This is horrifying.
