Cuando dos latinas se unen en la escritura, esto sucede. When two latinas unite in writing, this happens.

a duality of identity in my mirror
not enough…
I wanted a long raven mane
and a Spanish sounding name
I wanted caramel satin skin
and to match so much to fit
and a closer place to sit
I wanted Selena curves and hips
plump and red sinful lips
I wasn’t Latina and too white
not enough in their sight
not to me in another’s gaze
their judgment left me dazed
a duality of identity in the
mirror
never enough…
an Irish last name and a Spanish
toungue
ivory skin and a Latina soul
I am me
and I am enough.

-C.Dougherty @Poetry_goddess88

a match in the mirror
of my skin…
incarnated in the gaze of society
pleading for more
I’m not abundant with just
Latin arcs emerging from my
behind
elogated Afro Caribbean hair
an exotic name attesting the remints
of the Age of Exploration
A brain that is starving for insight
it is not sufficient for them
I am traitor of my land
when I departed to improve my life
I am not complete
I am not an authentic
since I decided
to hide my behind with my character
adapted to a new soil
fixing cracked gates with culture
I am not one of them
I am not one of the others either
in this margin of the sphere
an accent cutbacks the dignity
a brown skin & Spanish name
decreases my odds
In the mist,
I live in match of dual worlds
when I am only one
I am
plenty
enough
water
blending in a cup with oil and vinegar
without losing
myself.

-F.P. @mujerconvozpoetry