7:50Only when we name and gather our own mixed-race communities can we begin to create a culture of our own. When we mix blue and yellow, we do not call that color half blue and half yellow. We do not call it mixed-color. We call it green. I am not half of any race, I am all of my own race. I am not a mutt, half-breed, or less-than. I am a homogenous human being and it’s about time I get my own fucking color. Rather than submit myself to choosing between two races and cultures that will never come to fully accept me, I choose to identify myself as racially non-conforming. As racially non-conforming, I do not have to accept the erasure of the non-white part of me by white people, and I can choose not to include myself in POC spaces where my white-passing privilege may make others uncomfortable. Rather, I create my own space – a space for me to feel whole, and a space that I can claim as my own without fear or hesitation. I am racially non-conforming, as I will not let anyone else define me.
7:48The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.
11:49Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.
11:47A woman-of-color who writes poetry or paints or dances or makes movies knows there is no escape from race or gender when she is writing or painting. She can’t take off her color and sex and leave them at the door or her study or studio. Nor can she leave behind her history. Art is about identity, among other things, and her creativity is political.