cuerpo atravesado us cuerpo habitado

o debería decir, el cancer esa oportunidad!

Desde que tengo uso de razón, vivo en un cuerpo que me atraviesa. Un cuerpo social que dice que por tener dos tetas y una vagina soy mujer! un cuerpo que por ser mujer es objeto , abordable! Un cuerpo que por ser blanco es valido, respetable! Pero es leíble, es cuerpo de mujer.....

Desde que tengo uso de razón, vivo en un cuerpo que me atraviesa. Un cuerpo occidental, que dice que el cuerpo existe  por estética, por ser objeto de deseo. Un cuerpo que no es escuchado, sentido, respetado! Pero es leíble, es cuerpo comercial.....

Desde que tuve cáncer,  no tengo tetas y  habito en mi cuerpo. Un cuerpo propio, que no solo no cuestiona mi masculinidad femenina, sino que la hace mas confortable!...no es leíble, pero es un cuerpo propio.....

Desde que tuve cáncer, tengo un cuerpo, que va mas allá de ser objeto, de la estetica. Un cuerpo propio  que se hace sentir! un cuerpo que hace de puente entre mi mente y mi intuición. No es comercial, pero es un cuerpo propio.....

el cancer, esa oportunidad!

Dra cadaver

As far back as I remember, I have lived in a body which pierces me. A social body which claims that by virtue of having two boobs and a vagina I am a woman! A body which by virtue of being female becomes an object, and may be boarded like a ship! A body which by virtue of being white is acceptable, worthy of respect! It is a legible body, however, for it is a female body.

As far back as I remember, I have lived in a body which pierces me. A western body, which claims that the body exists to fulfil an aesthetic function, a desirability. A body which is not listened to, nor felt, nor respected either! It is legible, however, for it is a body created through the mass media.,,,

Since I got the cancer, I have no boobs and I still inhabit my body. A body of my own, which not only fails to question my feminine masculinity, but it also makes it room for it to feel at home! … It is not legible, but it is a body of my own.

Since I got the cancer, I own a body, which goes beyond being a thing, beyond aesthetics. A body of my own which insists on being felt! A body which functions as a bridge between my mind and my intuition. It is not a mass-media body, no, but it is a body of my own.

Cancer, what an opportunity!