A poem about intersectionality. It is the author's war mare. This poem was written by a non-white girl, rather dark-haired, who hopes it will be read without pause, in one go, with rage and fury but also with some cumbia or rumba in the background. Because there is no revolution without a party.
100 MXN / 5 USD
48 pp
10 x 8.5 cm
Printed in Risograph
100 MXN / 5 USD
48 pp
10 x 8.5 cm
Printed in Risograph