Written by Pilar Acevedo, 3/2009
This poem was part of my multimedia piece, Outcry, which I created for the Rastros y Crónicas: Women of Juárez group exhibit curated by Dolores Mercado and Linda Xóchitl Tortolero at the National Museum of Mexican Art (NMMA) in Chicago from October 16, 2009 - July 4, 2010. To see the assemblage, go here.
I died smelling
dripping from my breast
my life fading with each garnet drop.
I died feigning
my death, in vain–
feeling his abuses, bony hands,
his demonic soul–devoid of light.
I died looking
upward at the violet sky
and ivory moon
remembering my family, I surrendered my spirit.
gotiando de mi pecho;
mi vida desvaneciendose con cada gota granate.
mi muerte, en vano–
sintiendo sus abusos, manos huesudas,
su alma demoníaco–desprovisto de luz.
así al cielo morado
y luna de marfíl
recordando a mi familia, morí.
I am a visual artist who writes poetry and vignettes.