“It has nothing to do with slavery.”
On confederate flags, whiteness, and readiness…

“It has nothing to do with slavery.”
When I was about four years old, my mother and I relocated to North Tonawanda, NY from Boston, MA. From the age of about 5, I spent my summers living in Roslindale with my maternal abuela (wela) so that I could spend time with my father (and his "extended" family) and my mother's "extended" family. … Continue reading On queer feminist parenting, latinidad, cissexism, abuelas, and heartbreak