Abolition May
CLARISSA ROJAS
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Dear abolition we rise to greet a landscape etching of memories yet to come of springtime blossoms poppy fields and daffodils Life returns to stolen bodies May your babies be close to you alive In abolition Some of us long ago long to wipe crocodile tears on mamas sleeve May we be free wipe crocodile tears Mama May abolition Come Mama in abolition May you walk with the flair that freedom springs in May abolition save us Dear abolition it is time abolition give us strength abolition turn the tide abolition call on us abolition we are yours abolition we are free abolition now! May abolition Come in May Abolition Come In May Abolition Come in |
PHOTO: GRACE YOO
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Clarissa Rojas is a scholar activist, mother and movement maker. Her mother’s indigenous lineage is from the Arizona/Sonora and her father’s indigenous lineage is from near central México. She immigrated from Mexicali to San Diego as a young person and now teaches Chicanx Studies at UC Davis. Clarissa co-founded several movement spaces including INCITE! She has authored multiple articles and special issues on violence and the transformation of violence, including Community Accountability: Emerging Movements to Transform Violenceand co-edited Color of Violence: the INCITE Anthology. Her writing also appears in Politico, Truthout and the forthcoming Abolition Feminisms: Organizing, Survival and Transformative Practice. Clarissa is an internationally published poet who believes the creative spirit ends violence.
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ON WHAT IT MEANS TO BE KALEIDOSCOPED
To be kaleidoscoped means to be seen—against the blinders that deny the full spectrum of our being (read colonial, racial, hetpat, capitalist, etc.) |