EDUCATION not DEPORTATION
Suffice it to say that i’m undocumented & That will probably filter everything i have to say today.
We can just start with a quick exercise.
Everyone pretend that you are using an i-pad without actually pulling out your smart phone,
just swipe the space in front of you & just notice that everyone knows how to use an i-pod:
Pretend you are texting
Pretend you are on Facebook
Pretend you are at a lecture hall
Pretend you are at church
Pretend you are watching sports
Pretend you are driving
Pretend you are watching a movie
Pretend you are in school
Pretend you are sitting in Jail right now
You wouldn’t have to move.
So i think it’s kinda scary that we’re so programed or wanting to be conditioned to stay stagnant to perform these uniform patterns in our every day because there are incentives and profit to be made from a consumer society that prefers that you not make radical, crazy, unpredictable choices from time to time
This is why, then, is it easier for me to go to a border patrol station, knock: “i’m undocumented, i don’t have papers, cruze a la edad de tres an~os & then be apprehended.
& my cousin who just facebook’d me, 2 days ago – real quick – she writes a message, it’s my junior of high school and i don’t know what to do she can’t just go to a college/university, knock: “i’m undocumented i don’t have access to federal financial aid or loans, help me out”
So i think that’s something that we should all wrestle with & we should always wrestle even when we get to these institutions, right?
It’s really interesting to discover that this institution still touts Jefferson Davis as one of its primary graduates,
Do people here know who Jefferson Davis is?
So Jefferson Davis was the first and only president of the Confederacy.
So Jefferson Davis in a way, essentially, is the chief antagonist of the United States of America because prior to the Civil War he assumed Presidency.
Jefferson Davis was a Senator of Mississippi.
Jefferson Davis was a General in the Mexican War.
Jefferson Davis has a plaque in the middle of campus
Jefferson Davis died in wealthy manor, comfortably,
This is a scary thought because someone that assumes so much power and is so accredited by any institution & then assaults the very country that produced him can still be praised.
So I’m going to do the complete opposite of who Jefferson Davis was and kinda expose a lot of my emotions to you.
So Jefferson Davis i don’t think ever wrote a poem to a girl, which i’ll share with you today, sometimes i write so that’s what i’ll share with you write now,
this poem may sound too heterosexual, but here it goes:
If you ever kiss a girl —
don’t do it in accordance w/ morrison
don’t kiss her where your wounds exist,
her injuries don’t parallel yours.
don’t think that a literary
reading of cortazar is of help, either:
there sometimes are no fishes
streaming like water between your breathes
& weigl can be wrong, too
sometimes we force a paradise
even as our hands burn w/ lust
& toomer, might fail as well,
sometimes there is only an
& she might respond & not refuse
& you might think heaven is in sight
& you might think that what you said was winning:
as you draw your hands about her face
& the time hits three or four
& you wish not to close your eyes
because it’s only in these odd hours
where life offers a respite
& you scratch her back which brings
back memories of her youth
& you stroke her hair & enjoy her heat
(without trying to disturb)
& you kiss her hands, & rub her knees,
& you run a finger by her lips
& she might not say anything
& after enough thought-filled moments like that,
after she’s leaned in for a very little kiss
– when you’re even aware not to breathe too hard -
she might say something off,
like, this will be weird
or, we’ll have to talk
& you pull away & wonder
that if the literary masters failed
you, then applying paint to
canvas is nothing like a perfect kiss
So i think sometimes we’re all there, those nasty moments in life that are more easy to forget than remember or more memorable than forgetable
& the only reason that share this with you is that by making each other vulnerable my accepting that we are both prone to mastering war but at the same time extremely awkward & confused in matter of love.
If we could apply that not only at individuals but also at institutional level, recognizing that it is not only when you get through the doors of college or when your loved ones can also do that, or when your entire community can follow you that is what excellence is, & even when your community assumes those positions of power & privilege that you have the capacity to reflect & go back to other communities that could also use of that empowerment. It is only until we are all seated at that equal table of dignity that we can actually start to be happy – well, i think we’ll be able to assume some level of happiness & decency.
So i’ll read another brief poem to y’all,
This one is gonna more shorter & less graphic & less dirty;
it’s the poem i wrote to my parents before i turned myself into immigration & if it has some bigger words just ignored them cause they’re not important,
so here it goes:
i once mentioned weber to my mom
and the dubois-booker t debate to my dad
he said it was complicated
she said we’re all alienated
i think my dad knows that due to our being from
different generations – tho both migrants -
we are predisposed to different opinions
and that my mom alludes to the unsettling
connection between mexican men’s machismo &
it is too bad that they didn’t go to a little
liberal arts school like i did, where we learned
that truths are hidden in literary reviews of
peer-reviewed scholarly articles — instead,
they opted to live life so that i have
the pleasure of writing it in poems.
So without further a do i think a lot of you are wondering exactly what happened in detention & what happened when i was there for 23 days.
Basically, the briefest thing i really wasn’t needed because there were beautiful, wonderful men like Claudio Rojas, Gelmino Turra Cesar Fajardo who had already launched their public campaign through access to their family.
Like we were already…