I’m obviously an American citizen. My parents are American citizens. But I’m not looked at as an American.
I’ve spent my whole life in Chicago being asked where am I from, so that I have a sense of displacement that also is very psychologically disorienting.
Human sexuality has been regulated and shaped by men to serve men’s needs.
Our goal should be to achieve joy.
For things to have value in man’s world, they are given the role of commodities. Among man’s oldest and most constant commodity is woman.
I’m concerned about a lot of serious border issues. This book is about the border reality and the struggles of the undocumented worker.
There are things coming from me that I felt I wanted to talk about. My search for my own blend of spirituality, my acknowledgement of my sexuality, my being the single mother of a young man.
I was just, like, not at all the office type; I was the artist type.
I wanted everything. What could you not want when you are brown and Indian-looking in a society in which the white aesthetic is praised as acceptable?