They say I inherited the moon
\nin all the wrong ways\u2014
\nnot soft, not silver,
\nnot saintly.<\/p>\n
They say I bruise the night
\njust by speaking.<\/p>\n
When I was a girl, they warned me: My family learned early A woman with too much light I was taught to worship only one mother\u2014 But I felt another mother calling me, Killa Mama,<\/em> I know her by the way If madness lives in me, Call me lun\u00e1tica<\/em>\u2014 The moon has phases They say lun\u00e1ticas<\/em> A woman who remembers This is how I honor So call me lun\u00e1tica<\/em>, I am the daughter of moonlight, I rise anyway. Lun\u00e1tica\u2014<\/em> They say I inherited the moon in all the wrong ways\u2014 not soft, not silver, not saintly. They say I bruise the night just by<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[31],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2049"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2049"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2049\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2050,"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2049\/revisions\/2050"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2049"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2049"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sagebrushreview.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2049"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nno seas lun\u00e1tica<\/em>,
\nas if the word were a diagnosis,
\nas if my mother\u2019s mother\u2019s mother
\nhad not been called the same
\nfor daring to look skyward
\nwhen she was told to pray.<\/p>\n
\nto fear anything that glowed in the dark.
\nWomen especially.
\nWomen most of all.<\/p>\n
\nis a danger,
\na question,
\na curse.<\/p>\n
\nthe pale one nailed to the wall,
\nthe one who forgives everything
\nexcept disobedience.<\/p>\n
\na softer voice behind the veil:<\/p>\n
\nluna de mis huesos,<\/em>
\nmadre plateada<\/em>
\nque conoci\u00f3 mi nombre<\/em>
\nantes de que yo pudiera orarlo.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nmy body ebbs and flows,
\nhow my moods pull the ocean tight,
\nhow my rage grows round and full
\ndespite the shrinking
\nthey demanded of me.<\/p>\n
\nit is an inheritance
\nolder than Peru,
\nolder than Spain,
\nolder than the silence stitched
\ninto my mother\u2019s throat.<\/p>\n
\nI am done pretending it wounds me.<\/p>\n
\nand so do I.
\nSome nights I vanish.
\nSome nights I return
\nso bright the whole sky
\ncan\u2019t look away.<\/p>\n
\nare dangerous.
\nThey are right.<\/p>\n
\nthe goddess in her
\ncannot be domesticated.
\nA woman who answers
\nKilla Mama\u2019s call
\ncannot be caged.<\/p>\n
\nthe women before me\u2014
\nnot by shrinking,
\nbut by shining
\nexactly as we were taught
\nnot to.<\/p>\n
\npero escucha bien:<\/p>\n
\nthe descendant of women
\ntoo luminous for the world
\nthat tried to dim them.<\/p>\n
\nI glow anyway.
\nI name myself anyway.<\/p>\n
\nporque la luna<\/em>
\nsiempre regresa.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"