“It’s the Poverty. I lack imagination you say No. I lack language. The language to clarify my resistance to the literate. Words are a war to me. They threaten my family. To gain the word to describe the loss I… — Cherríe L. Moraga Copy Share Image
“It’s the Poverty. I lack imagination you say No. I lack language. The language to clarify my resistance to the literate. Words are a… — Cherríe L. Moraga Copy Share Image
“A theory in the flesh means one where the physical realities of our lives — our skin color, the land or concrete we grew… — Cherríe L. Moraga Copy Share Image
“I am what I am and you can't take it away with all the words and sneers at your command.” — Cherríe L. Moraga Copy Share Image
“When entering a room full of soldiers who fear hearts you put your heart in your back pocket.” — Cherríe L. Moraga Copy Share Image
“The real power, as you and I well know, is collective. I can’t afford to be afraid of you, nor you of me. If… — Cherríe L. Moraga Copy Share Image
