Privilege, Fair Skin, and Latina Pride
Privilege, fair skin, and Latina pride
My privilege is living in America with Latina blood and fair skin
My privilege won’t let a man in blue suit, gold badge, baton and Glock 40 throw me down on the city’s cement because I walked out of a liquor store with hands in my pockets
My privilege lets me get away with identifying as White
My privilege lets me earn 5,000 more a year than someone who identifies as Black or Hispanic
My privilege is residing in an affluent area full of fresh, preservative free, edible resources
My privilege is not having to take a bus then a train a bus then a train a bus then a train to nearest grocery store to feed a family of 5
My privilege is not living in the middle of a food desert where meals are served from a liquor store with a broken window, 3 dollar cigarettes and alcohol for all ages
My privilege won’t let me eat A bag of chips with 60% air
A 40oz glass of malt liquor that tastes like gas-o-line
and a cup of top ramen
for dinner
every
damn
night.
My privilege is not having to skip school because I’m known as the car thief, speed demon, berry picker, cherry picker, coke camel,
spic-and-span.
My fair skin and body type, however, keep people guessing What I am
My fair skin and body type keep people asking
“where are your people from?”
My fair skin and body type make people say
“ooooo You’re mixed, and ahhh that’s why
THAT’S WHY
you are so beautiful”
And mono-racial people aren’t?
And If I weren’t mixed, then what?
And if I’m just a small, curvy, porcelain, cherry cheeked, semi-freckle faced, jet black, front bang, thin browed Ruca and DOLL sitting on a large shelf built from sugar coated compliments and dehumanizing comments
for you to admire
then what?
another check off of the list of ethnic girls you’ve dated?
My grandmother came from Lima Peru
My grandfather came from Lima Peru too
My Latina pride came from Lima Peru
….
Hi I’m Valentina Vargas,
Not Val
Not Tina
“Valentina”
Nice to meet you.