Some say latina girls look pretty; with the dark long hair and the nicely shaped lips.
The nice ass and the curvy “mami” hips.
Just because I was born in Boston doesn’t mean that I am not Dominican and Puerto Rican.
I may be brown but my roots are latin and they come straight from the ground.
Straight up to the thick, hot, lavish sancocho that sits on our stoves on a Sunday night
Straight up to the family parties where our music makes everything seem just right.
Yes I was born in the United States, Boston, to be clear.
But yes I, too, was born latina. That’s part of my world. A big latin sphere.