I AM NOT SORRY THAT I HAVE A DEAD MOTHER.
I am not sorry that I have a dead mother. She fought hard for her dreams and her loved ones and she never settled. I am a product of her ambition. As a seven year old I thought she would return soon. She would wake up if I kissed her sleeping body. I am awake now and I live everyday in my body and in my beginnings. She died so that I could fight for what matters.
I am not sorry that I am confrontational.
I am not sorry that I am not satisfied.
I am not sorry that I love women and want them around me.
I am not sorry that I have created communities for women to support women.
I am not sorry that art is magic.
I am not sorry that I am a feminist.
Feminism is not sorry.
I am not sorry that I have boy children.
I am not sorry about their births or my parenting.
They are the future of feminism and me.
I am not sorry that I teach young students to be political
to make change.
I am not sorry that my mother is dead.
I am not sorry that today I live to fight for her.
About the photo:
I chose to be photographed in my home with my sons. This is the root of my feminism and my activism. From this place I shall make my biggest decisions and my greatest accomplishments. We live in a tiny house full of big ideas and big hearts.