el-angulo-muerto:

muxercita:

(TW: EATING DISORDERS)

like everything was all sensation, like it became all electricity. they say my body lights up sometimes each center glowing, my stomach a sun, or my crown. i wake up head clear, maybe they were right. 

afraid of holding fire, afraid of letting it flow, always back to this. but my body shines, the give easily desires a take. i am a child of Sun and Earth, bodysoul ashes and energy of galaxies, made of dirt air water radiance, and no one will get in the way of that now. 

(my people grow the sustenance on every table and are denied our right to it- how useful is it to refuse it when set before me?)

somos people of the stars- la raza cosmica- this life is rightfully ours. of course your hands disappear when you touch me, you are touching yourself, and everything. 

(Source: oceanroses)