I am smoke
now I listen to your breath in
my breath,
uncle, father, stranger
tobacco cured and rolled
inexpertly, but humbly enough
for ancestors to speak
smoke has wings and lips and tongue
to share rescued words
making assertions / sentences
from nowhere to
my throat breath speak
Xingona Girl Smoke
the pace and posture of permission
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TEMAZCALLI
CRYING, BLEEDING, AND THE PSYCHO-POLITICS OF WATER, WOMB, AND WOMAN
(finally) My first Book
My commitment to creative praxis and
interdisciplinary research ceremony
is rooted in the deep intersection of arts-based
and Indigenist methodologies and epistemologies,
social justice, poetic imagination,
phenomenology, depth and liberation psychologies.
My current work centers on the re-indigenization
and re-matriation of Indigenous
birth and mothering practices
through community land-based
performance protest & ceremonial activism.
I write poetry & creative non-fiction, make images & films, and strive to re-member
"art" creation and cur(e)ation
with its ceremonial power of enacting world.
philosophy :: poetry :: performance
"Try to raise up the sunken feelings of this enormous past; your personality will grow stronger, your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes by, far in the distance. - And if out of this turning-within, out of this immersion in your own world, poems come, then you will not think of asking anyone whether they are good or not. Nor will you try to interest magazines in these works: for you will see them as your dear natural possession, a piece of your life, a voice from it. A work of art is good if it has arisen out of necessity. That is the only way one can judge it.” ~ Rilke
