Thursday, January 31, 2013
Writing Prompt: On a slow thaw... @nyclwg #amwriting
On a slow thaw…
I rise
I wake
From years of being frozen, trapped underneath tons of ice…
Decades old
Ice sculptures formed
Dragging generations of pain and abuse…
On a slow thaw…
I rise
Slowly
Peaking my eyes out
Is it safe?
I rise
Slowly
With intention
On a slow thaw…
Knowing it can’t be rushed…
It has taken me years to get here…
I’ve been here before…
On a slow thaw…
I will not be rushed…
Pushed…
Forced…
Made to be who I am not
Mis muertos me dicen.
“nunca olvides quien eres y de donde vienes”
Under the sea
Do not forget me
Olokun me dice sus secretos
Y yo le prometo que no se lo dire a nadie
On a slow thaw…
I rise
Fearlessly forming palenques
On a slow thaw…
I am grateful that drip-by-drip I rise…
Aware, alert, amazed by what I am here to do…
On a slow thaw…
I pray…
I pray for all the women who came before me
The women at my side
And those who are rising
On a slow thaw…
I smile
Knowing that my destiny
My dreams
My vision
My goals
Are all manifested
I don’t have to pray for it…
All that I’ve been waiting for has arrived…
On a slow thaw…
I give thanks
I have fully risen…
Resurrected
Reborn
Anew
End of freewrite~ and so it is ~ Aché
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Writing prompt: What you don't see~
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Writing prompt: the scars you can't see
The scars you can’t see
beauty…
Masks, scars, first impressions
Parts of me that clothes hide
Bits of me under painted on makeup
If you’re lucky enough to stand close to me or lay beside me you will notice a beautiful scar a straight line across the side of my face.
A wound that a girl left reminding me that my history has not been flawless.
The me then fighting to be heard
Rage consuming
Anger suffocating
Resolved only for a moment by putting my hands on someone
and them swinging back.
I went from putting Vaseline on my face
in exchange for it on my teeth and a crown.
Beauty pageants
Miss USA
Nuestra Belleza
Stand straight
Walk
Pivot
Stop
Pivot
Continue walking
Turn
Step back
Smile
What if….
In the Q&A
When asked what I would do with the crown
Me as reina
And I respond…
good evening…
first thing I’d do is collect every single child who has ever known abuse, abandono, neglect and pain…
I would beat the shit out of every adult who raises a hand to a child
Would I have won?
Have I won?
This scar…
Does not define me…
Yet it is an important part of my story
Reminds me that I have been places
Seen things
My life has value
I am alive
My story has purpose
I have survived
This scar that I wake to
does not make me ugly
It is the pure definition of me
My beauty
My future
Will read
She has lived a life
Complete
And so it is~
Time is up!
Monday, January 28, 2013
NYCLWG 2013 Calendar & Writing Workshops~
Sunday, October 20th ~ meeting from 12:00pm – 4:00pm
- Look out for a call for submission for the first NYC Latina Writers Group Anthology publication date: October 2013 ~ details to follow.
2013 Author Readings & Performances / Events
JANUARY
Writing prompt: un pequeño ejemplo/a small example
Cometen errores
Violaciones
Robando naciones
This was just a small example of the atrocities committed around the world nations taken
at the hands of men hungry for power angry
taking taking taking more more power
Take over
Control
Possess
It’s all a game
This is just a small example of why I decided to form this movement warriors, soldiers,
when will they say…
when will they see
that instead of build they destroyed community,
cultivating
Acculturating
Integrating
Democracy
Such hypocrisy
Socialism
Idealism
power
White
Black
This is just a small example of the injustices that still exist.
Solo un pequeño ejemplo de la injusticia que existe
Nuestra gente le han vendido un sueno vacío
Un sueno que es falsa…
un amenaza
Un pequeño ejemplola cual debemos pelear, aprender y luchar
A small example that if we stay silent we have no rights no rights to complain
Speaking out
Speaking up
Silence
Silence
Silence
When we stay silent those around us are the ones who decide what is in our best interests…
Interests…
Protecting our interest
Nuestros intereses
I’m hearing voices in my head about interests
Their interests
Sus interés
In our countries
Our lands
Our women and children
Prostitution
Institution
Corruption
Their interests
Sus interés
When did we become their interest?
When did we become theirs?
Interests
Interesting…
I wonder what it would look like for someone to take them…
as their own interests.
A reversal of power
Would they understand what it feels like to belong to someone else to be controlled by others?
Just a small example… un pequeño ejemplo…
Writing prompt: te sentí tan dentro de mi / I felt you deeply in me
The singers voice brought me back to Cuba
You opening the ceremony
Olodo olodo
……………
…………
The beats drumming
Para Yemaya fue el canto
Transporting me in the distance
Me fui lejosYemaya – te sentí presente
Te sentí cerca
Te sentí tan dentro de mi
Your salt waters
Rolling down my face
Cleansing me
Purification
Tu quien me das todo
Todo lo mio es tuyo
Este espacio
Tus dos hijas
Fiel
The structure
The column that that holds me up
Your presence
Present in me
Y te sentí
Te sentí tan dentro de mi
I was present
I was surrounded
Encircled
Blessed
Thank you
Y me mandaste a Chango
Para recordarme
That I am surrounded
The drums are rising…
they are rising in me
…………….
……………
olodo olodo
feeling you
close
enclosing me
unfolding as me
a part of me
te encuentro en el sonido
in the beat beat beating
de mi Corazón
the air I breathe
te sentí presente
tan dentro de mi
Chango…
my faith is in you…
thank you for all you told me…
for all you share with me about me.
For all you show me in me.
I’ve never seen you in the eyes of a five-year-old girl before
Beautiful black hair
A strength I see in me
My brother
Somos hijos
Hermanos
Tenemos una historia larga
Una conexión fuerte
My heart is pounding
I feel you present in me
In the calls
In the cries
In the drum
Cuatro vientos
Zarabanda
Rompe…
Desenvolvimiento
La bendición
Tu canto
Te canto
Ibo che che
Tan dentro de mi
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Writing prompt:your beliefs...
This can be any belief. ....
What I know to be true… What I know to be true What I know to be true What I know to be true everyday I am deciphering, sifting, throwing out, and cleaning house… purging all the bullshit you attempted to serve me Serve The truth is you brought us here to serve Owned us Possessions Yet we fought for our freedom Holding onto our religion Speaking dialects you dream of understanding Communing with piedras y cocos Our messages traveling through oceans and flames Secrets well kept We came from Nigeria Congo Angola Mali Senegal Guinea Togo And Ghana… Bringing with us The drum Un tambor………………………………. We played on barrels, encadenados speaking with our ancestors telling us to hold on we will hold on, we will hold on- we will hold on dying on ships sleeping in vomit and shit arrival to foreign lands stripped of our language our families our EVERYTHING but you didn't take everything we had you fooled Santa Barbara our Chango La Caridad nuestra Ochun Your lady of mercy our Obatala Saint Peter mi papa We held on We held on We held onto who we are Your failed attempts of removing remnants of our history Nunca seremos what you wanted us to be Our children remember They will never let you forget the smell of our bodies being burned and how it filled your streets At what cost At what cost At what cost This black holocaust Cruelty your game Yet our strength Our strength 100's and 100's and 100's and 100's and 100's and 100's of anos después… our strength intact what I know to be true what I know to be true what I know to be true we will never be YOU!!! and our story will never be erased! Aché End of freewrite
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Writing prompt: time travel. A room
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Writing from the Womb
Writing from the womb...
Writing from the wound...
The womb and our wounds is what I am meditating on today. This deep place were our writing comes from... the source... that place where the truth in our stories are birthed.
I'm thinking about the most amazing experience that took place yesterday. Inspiration. Vulnerability. Art. Poetry. Love. Spirituality.
I spent an entire day creating with the most amazing women. Women with rich accents and incredible stories to share. Women filled with love, history, culture, pride, differences, similarities, strength, hunger, fire and a desperation to tell their stories.
One woman said to me yesterday, "You were born to do this!"
A compliment and honor I do not take lightly or for granted... facilitating this group of women has been a sacred experience.
15 women gathered yesterday to begin an individual writing journey--- together. Thank you to the women who joined via phone. You SHOWED UP!!!! You showed up for yourselves.... In trust. In love. In solidarity. There must be a better word than solidarity. In sisterhood. This word is not good enough. Thank you for showing up in honor of yourselves, each other and for our young girls and ancestors. We are community. Family.
I am grateful to each of you... those who were present and our sisters who could not be. The moment we put pen to page was the moment we declared/claimed our rightful place as WRITERS. That is what you are... A WRITER.
It matters not if you are published or unpublished you are writers and I am honored to be called to share this time and space with you.
With love. Ali
Mark your calendars:
NYCLWG monthly writing circles:
Feb 24th ~ 12pm
Mar 17
Apr 21
May 12
Jun 9
Sep 8
Oct 13
Nov 17
Dec 8
March Workshop: Writing from the Womb. Six week writing workshop:
March 2, 9, 16, 23, 30, April 6th
Sending you so much love.
Monday, January 14, 2013
Just SHOW UP!
Good morning writers!
I have been thinking so much about this group over the past few months. I’ve been thinking about the writers life, the writers process, the writers journey, discipline, focus and commitment to our craft… what really honoring our stories really looks like. There are so many writers who for many different reasons don’t know that they were born storytellers. Voices silenced… family obligations… self-doubt… insecurity.
As we begin this New Year I have set new intentions for our group, there are many wonderful changes… changes that really are about supporting our differences and the different stages we are all at as writers. Every year I pick a word that is my WORD FOR THE YEAR… this year it’s SHOW UP!
Just show up!
Show up to the page…
Show up to the task…
Show up for our characters…
Show up for ourselves…
Show up with our gifts…
Show up and allow for the miracle to happen…
The New York City Latina Writers Group was created six years ago out of the desperate necessity to create a space of my own where I felt I could be me… where I could just show up and see what happens. There was no pressure… no judgment… plenty of patience. I just showed up!
Showing up was the easy part… it then became about consistently showing up.
So my intention for this year is to SHOW UP! My intention is to show up for you! I am committed to you. I am here for you. Just show up!
This year we will be meeting once a month (every third week of the month. The 2013 calendar will be posted in the next few weeks).
Our first meeting of the year will be held:
Date: Sunday, January 20th
Time: 12:00pm to 4:00pm (RSVP by Sat. 1/19/13)
Agenda
- Setting writing goals for 2013
- Group discussion on direction of the NYCLWG
- Bring current project working on
- Writing exercises
Cost: FREE
Location: Private (please email me for address: findingyourforce@gmail.com)
The meeting is accessible via teleconference. .. toll free. Just ask and I will be happy to provide you with details.
I look forward to a New Year of creating together.
Know that this is a safe space… a sacred space where you are free and your voice honored.
Wishing you a year filled with blessings.
With love,
Alicia
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Alicia Anabel Santos Curriculum Vitae
§ Finding Your Force A Journey to Love, listed in the Advocates, “21 LGBT Biographies or Memoirs You Should Read Now,” August, 2012
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#105: A. Ferreras, Feria del Libro de Brooklyn, D. Chery
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#96: Lo mejor de la 6ª. temporada/The best of season 6
August 4, 2011 - Episodio
#77: Ray Cruz, Gustavo Guerrero, Ciclo de Lecturas "Panic"
September 16, 2010