We aren’t encouraged to think for ourselves and ask questions. We are expected to accept what they teach us as infallible truths.

Nobody, she felt, understood her-not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie - except her man.

I remember feeling that pieces of me were scattered around the world; I belonged to her, Mother Earth.

We travel with the same clan over and over again, from one life to the next, until some ultimate purpose is fulfilled and we no longer need to return.

Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.

There are things in our blood that are just naturally passed down to us, whether we want to recognize them or not.

I wish she'd said something different, but patriarchy is as prevalent around the world as racism and xenophobia are. We can't hide from it, not even here.