80% of soldiers can’t shoot a defenseless enemy , but I haven’t been to war, so I know that that’s bullshit. I’ve grown masochistic to …
INSOMNIA IS NOT MY FRIEND
i end every day by promising myself: tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow but that hymn becomes a hex as i become acquainted with the quiet and my …
I think I was born tired
I think I must have been born tired and weathered and agedA little girl three going on thirty they would say Big eyes, weary eyes, …
A Mistake A Year On
Today. I knew he was looking, Since class. Since going into class. (And yes, I know, I know, I know, Him, again. But I want …
A Teenage Brain on Antidepressants
My soul is crushed like a hard candy shellThe universe sprinkled with dots of my painConsciousness spreading, disappearing, existingA life without meaning is one lived …
end
each year at the end of summer, I always find myselfperched on my window-sill some years with a cigarette hanging from my fingers,with hopes that …
Young
cw: violence, self-inflicted violence Sometimes I long to shove a knife into my spinal column.To spear the little red ball of anger and frustrationAnd kill …
MOTHER MIGHT
Might of a valorous tigress, chasing hopes up the fervescent hill,Femininity is no hindrance to overcoming the obstacles life places before her.She travails eclipsing her …
The English Word
I am not the night, girlIt is not then when I comeA scattered spurt of silver starsThe silent sex of ship and shoreWhere rich wood …
ROOT#1
Lucía Hinojosa (Mexico City, 1987) is an interdisciplinary artist, writer and editor. Her practice develops through a series of conceptual, ephemeral gestures and performative trajectories …