Monday, September 29, 2014

"Our America" brings PINTURA:PALABRA to Sacramento...

Crocker Art Museum

Letras Latinas, the literary initiative at the University of Notre Dame’s Institute for Latino Studies (ILS), is pleased to announce its third “PINTURA: PALABRA” workshop, slated to take place on Saturday, October 11 and Sunday October 12 in Sacramento, CA. The two-day, ten-hour workshop is being held in tandem with the Smithsonian American Art Museum’s traveling exhibit, "Our America: the Latino Presence in American Art," which opened on September 21 and will be on view through January 11, 2015. There will also be a reading, free and open to the public, on Sunday, October 12 at 5 PM at the Sacramento Poetry Center after the workshop concludes, featuring the workshop participants and their facilitator, the noted poet Francisco X. Alarcón.

“The visual arts and the written word are really two faces of the same coin. For me, it is a true honor and privilege to be the facilitator of the third ‘PINTURA : PALABRA’ workshop. Art and poetry express the heart and soul of our community and I’m looking forward to working with the talented writers who will be gathering at the Crocker,” said Alarcón, who teaches at UC Davis and is co-founder of Los Escritores del Nuevo Sol (Writers of the New Sun), a collective of poets and writers based in Sacramento. Holding the workshop on the grounds of the museum will allow participants easy access to the works on display.

The Crocker Art Museum is proud to host this unique workshop where poets will contemplate the human experience through visual arts in a collaborative setting,” said Emma Moore, Studio Experiences Manager at the Crocker Art Museum. “Inspired and energized, they will produce literary artworks under the guidance of master poet, Francisco X. Alarcón and come away with a view of museums as a source of inspiration for future works,” added Moore.

“PINTURA: PALABRA, a project in ekphrasis” is a multi-year national initiative that seeks to foment the creation of new writing inspired by Latino art. The inaugural workshop was held at the Smithsonian American Art Museum last February, where the “Our America” exhibit began its tour. It was led by Valerie Martínez and Brenda Cárdenas, former Poet Laureates of Santa Fe, NM and Milwaukee, WI, respectively. DC-based poets made up most of the curated roster of participants. After the workshop in Washington D.C., a group of Florida poets were convened at Florida International University’s Frost Museum of Art, the second stop of the “Our America” tour. Andrés Montoya Poetry Prize-winning poet Emma Trelles led the Miami workshop.

For the Sacramento workshop, Letras Latinas is partnering with two literary journals to publish PINTURA : PALABRA portfolios of ekphrastic poetry generated at the Crocker. The Los Angeles Review and The Packinghouse Review will be showcasing a sampling of the art-inspired poems generated at this third gathering.

“The poets will have a few months to polish the work they start at the Crocker. Collaboration with these journals is one of the most gratifying aspects of this initiative. We have agreements with Poet Lore and Notre Dame Review for the DC and Miami workshops, respectively” said Francisco Aragón, faculty member at the Institute for Latino Studies. “At some point, we’ll all be able to hold in our hands portfolios of writing inspired by this traveling exhibit,” Aragón added.

The Sacramento Poetry Center (SPC) will host an event on Sunday, October 12 at 5 PM. “It’s an honor for SPC to be hosting the PINTURA:PALABRA poets. With eighteen talented voices led by Francisco X. Alarcón, it promises to be an energetic night of word ‘painting.’ This should be one of the best readings of the year,” said Bob Stanley, former Poet Laureate of Sacramento (2009-2012) and current board member of the SPC.

The seventeen poets taking part in the third PINTURA: PALABRA workshop all have ties to Northern California. They are: JoAnn Anglin, Paul Aponte, Oscar Bermeo, Maya Chinchilla, Lucha Corpi, Nancy Aidé González, Xico González, Javier O. Huerta, Paco Márquez, Gerardo Pacheco Matus, Maceo Montoya, Adela Najarro, Graciela B. Ramírez, Joseph Rios, Sandra García Rivera, Odilia Galván Rodríguez, and Harold Terezón.

After Sacramento, the “Our America” exhibit travels to the Utah Museum of Fine Arts, where Letras Latinas proposes to hold a fourth workshop. “Letras Latinas has managed to forge partnerships with the exhibit’s hosting venues. We are immensely grateful to the Smithsonian American Art Museum, the Frost Museum of Art, and the Crocker Art Museum for allowing us use of their space. If all goes as hoped for, writer Fred Arroyo will be leading a workshop in Salt Lake City in March,” said Aragón.

“Our America: the Latino Presence in American Art” is slated to visit five more American cities, well into 2017. For more information, visit:

The Sacramento Poetry Center promotes and advances the practice and application of poetry and the literary arts to enliven and extend the cultural boundaries of Sacramento’s literary arena by creating and maintaining forums for local writers; to support and empower emerging and established poets, and to bring the best practitioners of the craft into the community.

Letras Latinas, the literary initiative at the Institute for Latino Studies, strives to enhance the visibility, appreciation and study of Latino literature both on and off the campus of the University of Notre Dame.

Since its creation in 1999, the Institute for Latino Studies has played a vital role in fostering understanding of the U.S. Latino experience. Building upon the history of Latinos at Notre Dame and the outstanding legacy of Julian Samora, a pioneering Latino scholar and professor of sociology, the Institute supports scholarly initiatives in Latino studies as a key component of Notre Dame’s academic mission.

are made possible thanks, in part,
to the generosity of the Weissberg Foundation
and individual donors.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Dan Vera @ ND: photo gallery with commentary

Dan Vera's recent visit to Notre Dame was, I think, what Letras Latinas aspires to. In other words, it hasn't always been the case. One of the adjustments we've made in the last couple of years, as the poster above indicates, is shifting all of our events to the evening....with plenty of lead time, and in consultation, as a rule, with the Creative Writing Program (they hold their events on Wednesdays, too). Dan's reading was scheduled in direct and early consultation with CW.  

Getting the local press to notice doesn't happen overnight. It sounds like a cliché, but it still holds true: building and sustaining relationships is the key. I met Howard Dukes of the South Bend Tribune in the Fall of 2013. We made an appointment, he came to my office, we had a nice chat, and I gave him free books. He did a nice piece on the grande on-campus finale of of Latino/a Poetry Now. And then something highly unusual happened last spring: somehow Howard got wind that Laurie Ann Guerrero was going to be reading on campus (I was swamped and forgot to make my local press contacts because, among other reasons, I was travelling in from DC and I can only do so much), and I found out that he wanted to interview Laurie. Result? This. And so this year, remembering to put Howard on my check list, I contacted him, and he came through.

I also contacted the student reporter from The Observer who wrote a nice piece last year for our Latino/a Poetry Now finale, and she responded by saying she'd been promoted to News Editor, and so she assigned Dan's reading to new student journalist named Hunter. Dan's reading was his very first assignment, and he did a splendid job. 

But lest one thinks these relationships happen overnight, they don't. In the Fall of 2011, when we launched Latino/a Poetry Now at Harvard University, I contacted The Observer then and made the pitch to them to cover our off-campus launch. I'm grateful to say they said Yes, and published this. In short, it's work, and more work, and if you're lucky, and keep at these relationships, they can and do pay off.

Dan Vera, Jonathan Diaz, Suzi Garcia, Francisco Aragon
missing: Ae Hee Lee

Arguably the most important aspect about these writer visits is to try and create spaces and situations where our students can interact and be enriched. On Dan's first night, Tuesday, keeping in mind the spirit of the Letras Latinas Writers Initiative, we set up a dinner with our Latino/a grad students in Creative Writing. And yet (I'm sorry I don't have a photo of this) no less enriching and important was that Dan had the opportunity to hang out and chat other CW grad student poets who were kind enough to come to the reading on Wednesday night, and who we invited to join us for drinks afterwards. They were Chris Holdaway, who hails from New Zealand, and is active in small press publishing with a cool press out of New Zealand called Compound Press. And Nichole Riggs, who hails from Tucson, AZ, and who, like Chris, is a first year student, and will be working with Action Books during her stint at Notre Dame. And speaking of Action of Books, also in attendance in show of support was current Creative Writing Director Joyelle McSweeney.

Tom Anderson

Professor Tom Anderson, current Chair of the Department of Romance Languages and Literature, has been one of Letras Latinas' most loyal and consistent supporters, when it comes to our on-campus events. A consumate book buyer and collector, our visiting writers can always count on his support. Tom has also been instrumental in providing co-sponsorship via the  José E. Fernández Hispanic Studies Caribbean Initiative when our writers (like Dan) have connections to el Caribe. 

Dan, signing

Putting on these events is a team sport. And it starts with our Events Coordinator, Laly Maldonado, who got Dan squared away with his lodging, and who made sure we had a room, and a pre-reading reception. Here's Laly after having purchased books not only for the Institute's library for her and other members of her family.

Francisco Aragon, Tom Anderson, Dan Vera, Marisel Moreno

Equally supportive as Tom Anderson has been Associate Professor Marisel Moreno, with whom Letras Latinas has been steadily collaborating since Marisel and I worked together to bring Junot Diaz to Notre Dame in the Fall of 2009. Marisel has been particularly involved, in terms of classroom visits, with writers such as Fred Arroyo and William Archila, writers Marisel has now included in her syllabi, and her scholarly interests.

210-214 McKenna Hall, just before the reading

We set up 80 chairs and this optic seems to suggest that nearly all chairs were filled, if not all, eventually. Those in attendence were overwhelmingly students, including a good number from the across the way, at Holy Cross College--thanks to the collaboration of poet George Klawitter, C.S.C, who taught some of Dan's poems in his Advanced Composition class.

winner and judge
Speaking Wiri Wiri (Red Hen Press, 2013), the published book, wouldn't exist in its current form had Orlando Menes not selected it. Orlando did the honors of introducing Dan.

Dan at the podium

Audience members taking in some Wiri Wiri
Group photo with "Migrant Voices" class

On Dan's last day, he had a great session with Professor Marisel Moreno's "Migrant Voices" class

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Letras Latinas Interviews: 2009 - 2014

Letras Latinas Blog, in the coming months, will be carrying out certain gestures as a way to pause and reflect on our first ten years. That’s right: 2014 marks our ten year anniversary. I joined the ILS in the summer of 2003, but Letras Latinas didn’t begin to take shape until 2004. The first of these gestures is below: a listing of the single-author interviews we have commissioned and posted. The author interview has become, I think, our forte. What we want to do in this area, moving forward, is involve more Notre Dame students. So stay tuned as Letras Latinas Blog strives to provide, increasingly, more opportunities for our students to test out and hone their skills in literary journalism.     —FA

Letras Latinas Interviews: 2009-2014

Interviews conducted by ND MFA alum Lynda Letona (‘14):

Carlos Parada Ayala
interviewed by Lynda Letona

Felecia Catón García
interviewed by Lynda Letona

Carmen Giménez Smith
interviewed by Lynda Letona 

Celeste Gúzman Mendoza
interviewed by Lynda Letona

Raina J. León
interviewed by Lynda Letona

Sheryl Luna
interviewed by Lynda Letona

 Interviews conducted by ND MFA alum Lauro Vázquez (‘13):

Carmen Calatayud
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

Xánath Caraza
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

Rigoberto González (poetry), 
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

Javier O. Huerta
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

John Murillo
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

Ruben Quesada
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

José Antonio Rodríguez
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

ire’ne lara silva (poetry), 
interviewed by Lauro Vázquez

Nefelibata: interviews with Latina writers

curated and conducted by ire’ne lara silva

elena minor
interviewed by ire’ne lara silva

Natalia Treviño
interviewed by ire’ne lara silva

Interviews conducted by guest contributors

Rosa Alcalá
interviewed by Carmen Giménez Smith

Juliana Aragón Fatula
interviewed by Adela Najarro

Blas Falconer
interviewed by Sebastian H. Páramo

Lucrecia Guerrero
interviewed by Dini Karasik

Rachel McKibbens
interviewed by Oscar Bermeo

Michael Luis Medrano
interviewed by Ashley McCaffrey

Melinda Palacio
interviewed by Adela Najarro

Emily Pérez
interviewed by Emma Trelles

ire’ne lara silva (prose), 
interviewed by Juan Luis Guzmán

Interviews conducted by ND undergraduate Roberto Cruz (‘17)

Rigoberto González (prose), 
interviewed by Roberto Cruz

Maceo Montoya
interviewed by Roberto Cruz

Ito Romo
interviewed by Roberto Cruz

Louis Villalba
interviewed by Roberto Cruz

Monday, August 11, 2014

Introducing a new series: Nefelibata

Nefelibata: Interviews with Latina Writers

curated and conducted

by ire’ne lara silva

(n.) lit. "cloud walker"; one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination, or one who does not obey the conventions of society, literature, or art

Installment #1: Natalia Treviño

ils:   ire’ne lara silva
NT:  Natalia Treviño

ils: There’s an interesting tension between the title of your book, Lavando la Dirty Laundry, and the poems found in the book. The title makes me think first of Ricky Martin’s “Livin’ la Vida Loca” and then it makes me think of “airing dirty laundry” in public, the gossip, the looks, the rumors, and all the scandal. And while there is plenty of gossip and rumors, what captures me is the earnestness of this collection—its real desire to actually ‘do’ the laundry…to wash, to make clean, to make useful, to care for family history, the individuality of family members, and wounds both old and new. What was it that drew you so powerfully to the metaphor and reality of 'washing'?

NT:  You are asking me to come clean about this title, a title that hurts me to the bone. The title is literally about a family scandal that I discuss in the title poem. But the metaphor I am attracted to is about the science of cleansing. In chemistry class, I learned about the chemical function of soap, which I talk about in my poem, “A Lesson of Elements.” The soap molecule is like a chain, and one end of that chain wants to chemically bond with that which is insoluble in water: grease, and grime. This part of the soap molecule accepts the oil (and is accompanying dirt) and becomes complete when it is attached to it. There are so many lessons in this embrace. What if we do this too? Accept our dirt? Then we can move on right? The water loving end of the molecule, says, ‘Let’s go with the rest of this water.’ Water likes itself, wants to form unions, puddles, and leaves swiftly. I hope many of my poems are accepting the dirt, and leave a clear, bare essence behind. When I do not face my own dirt, I get into trouble. I become false, and the truth is that I will stink with hypocrisy.

ils: At the end of the first section, your concern/connection with Greek mythology takes the foreground. At first, I was rather surprised by the abrupt switch from family poems to Greek poems and back again. It wasn't until after some thought that it occurred to me that this was actually the perfect placement. It seems to me that as a girl your definitions of femininity, womanhood, family roles, etc. were being shaped by the women around you. And while you were learning those things, you were exposed to Greek mythology and that also shaped your ideas about womanhood. What is it about the stories of Penelope, Aphrodite, etc. that so struck you then and continue to speak to you now?

NT: The stories about Penelope and Aphrodite did not really resonate with me until I was really examining marriage and relationships after my divorce.  I began to see literary characters of all sorts in a much softer, more human light. Knowing facts about their stories, I began to imagine their inner dialogues, the feelings of separation Penelope must have felt, the arrogance Odysseus may have felt before he left her, the feeling of rejection from Adonis Aphrodite must have felt, a feeling that would be totally foreign to her as the goddess of love and beauty, and I began to fictionalize these stories in short poems.

Feelings of loss, rejection, and separation are universal and human feelings whether they are about a grandmother on the other side of the border, a wife in South Texas, or a literary mother in a book from the other side of the world. I am talking about the inner lives of women through family and familiar characters, and those characters are a part of our collective imaginations.

In movies, books, and schools, children are exposed to Hera’s jealousy and Zeus’ lust long before they understand those feelings within themselves. For many kids under ten, this may be the first time they get to know someone else’s ‘dirty laundry,’ and is it a wonder that so many claim a love for mythology before they start middle school? It is their dirt attached to the dirt on the page, and reading about dirt allows readers to start to heal, to begin to let go, to understand they can flush it out of their system.

ils: From 'Tortilla Skins': 
"Years after 'Buelito had died, you were a new kind of/ woman. Certain eyes. Laughing, traveling, playing cards. Able to/ wake and say, no, to skip the simmering heat of guisados and/ flame-burnt tortillas by the main noon meal. Bake a cake instead,/ at night. Crochet and smoke at the same time. Speak up around/the men. Accept a small glass of beer...Would you/ remarry, I ask. You are quick to answer: Yes, it is ugly to live/ alone." I think this poem speaks fundamentally to the ambivalence some women may feel in the space between tradition and freedom. Each comes with its own costs and rewards—and is powerfully associated with one’s identity. As a poet and a woman, how do you see your voice negotiating that space?

NT: Imagine extending your arms fully, and at the end of one arm, you are holding on to tradition. It is pulling at you with a mighty force, holding you up, all of the safety and acceptance that comes along with it. At the end of the other arm, you are holding on to freedom, and it is also holding you up, all of the promise and possibilities for happiness that can come along with it. Each force can pull your chest apart if the pull of each is too strong. And many women feel torn right down the middle of their bodies. Do they marry or stay single? Do they have children? Do they only date men?

When we are pulled by opposing forces, what allows us to feel balanced? If I give in to one pull or the other, I will lose balance and fall to that side. I think it takes strength to acknowledge the pull of each, to understand the attraction to and resistance of each. The only way I know to negotiate that space in life is to acknowledge the power of both forces pulling on me and not let one or the other fully win. By resisting the total victory of either, I can keep my balance. There are traditions in my poems that I embrace—love and marriage, motherhood, self-sacrifice, but these traditions do not go unexamined. There are freedoms I embrace as well— to criticize unfair marriage and unfair love, to show the mutilation of the self that occurs in motherhood, to give voice to silenced women who get lost in the struggle.

ils: In “Translating Birth,” you write “My grandmother once told me,/todos mis partos fueron bonitos/of her five births. In Spanish,/ the word for birth is parto,/and being raised gringa,/ I had been translating words to English/ by removing the o. It almost always worked:/banco, bank, santo, saint…/The Spanish for born was nacer. There was no nace./ At least birth and born alliterated in Texas./ Nacer and parto did not. I heard all of my partings were pretty./ Could the language be that wise?/ The child parts. Departs? Departe de meant from whom./ I saw the baby as a part that came from the mother.” In this poem, I see the poet’s need to relate the two languages, to find the places where words mean the same in both tongues, and also to find the places where translation is its own poetry whether beautiful or not.

NT: I love how you see this poem and how you explain it. As a bilingual child, I was constantly looking for a way to understand one language or the other, and when there was a connection between the two, the world briefly made sense. There was common ground between my quiet little house in suburban San Antonio and my home country, all that is terrible, greasy, polluted, candied, delicious, and loving that makes Mexico. There was common language that could float in my imagination, where I could hold a conversation with myself, where it was safe to say it or understand it incorrectly. And when a word had no sister cognate in English or no brother root in Spanish, it was extra hard just to remember what it meant. Every cognate was a rescue boat for me. It meant I could speak and understand the world around me. Words like dog and perro were a challenge. Cat and gato made me feel better, even if I was adjusting the sound a little to make them twins. 

Often the translation is poetry because poetry at its best offers a brief moment of enlightenment, and it is done through an illumination on an already known idea. I can write a poem about a cat, but when I compare a cat to a difficult friend, my reader will see those elements of the cat which align with my metaphor. My son recently wrote a poem with the line, “life is just death stuck in some traffic.” Woah. We are all stuck in the traffic on the way to death. He gave me something new. And translations do this all the time. A friend of mine and I were recently talking about Chinese characters and how we each learned the same thing in two unrelated workshops, that the character for autumn is two symbols, a tree and fire. This makes me see autumn in a whole new light. The trees are red and gold, the colors of fire. I have always loved the smell of Halloween, which is simply the smell of burning leaves.

I think many poets embrace the ugly, the gristled stone within the walls of the heart, the bleeding eyes that are cooked with the barbacoa. Sometimes there is too much emphasis on the gore for the shock value it can bring. There needs to be a reason that illuminates, that sheds light on the subject. The gristle on the heart needs to be compared to a lover or a politician. The bleeding eyes to Jesus. How often do we put Jesus in a taco and eat him alive, calling it border security or the Iron Dome?

ils: One of the poems that most affected me was 'Graft Draft.' No, not just affected me, I broke down crying in public and walked home with tears streaming down my face—because I identify so strongly with that desire to ‘carry’ a loved one’s pain, even if only for a little while. In a very brief space, this poem enacts a journey of healing—not the medical aspects but the emotional and psychological aspects of living with an illness/disease and how we, as humans, make peace with it and bring it into our daily lives. And yet in this poem and others, you don’t shy away from the very real and physical aspects of your husband’s melanoma. What did bringing these experiences into poetry do for you? 

NT: Those poems came very quickly and fluidly after we were past some major stages and worries with his cancer. As Wordsworth says, so much poetry is “emotion recollected in tranquility,” and as my mentor and friend Palmer Hall once said to me, “It takes about ten years to write about it,
doesn’t it?” We carry what haunts us. Taking these things to the page was a form of healing, of giving the emotions their due place, out and exposed in a non-violent manner. I say non-violent because this poem is about ripping off my skin to give it to my husband, to protect him. It is a desperate poem about the desperate feelings we both had when we were in the worst stage of his cancer, the not knowing. The emotions we felt made us want to tear the walls down, made us want to kill or die, and just end the fear.

We dwelled in the not knowing privately, with him not wanting to tell his family overseas in Australia and London until he knew, and me not being able to tell mine here in San Antonio until his family knew. My son was very young, and there was no point in sharing it with him as it would only frighten him, making us feel more desperate facing his questions within the sanctity and safety of our own home. And dealing with the not knowing went on for a long time. First we did not know what stage it was. Next we did not know if he would get chemo and surgery or just surgery. And then there would be another surgery. Next, we did not know if it had spread to the sentinel lymphs, and so we had to wait for yet another surgery. Pressure, pressure, pressure. Fear, fear, fear, surgery on days off with no one from his job knowing either, and we only had each other to turn to for comfort and for release, and we were facing his mortality alone and together. Doctors, nurses, and oncologists were very kind, but casual about all prognoses: “It may go to the brain. Call if you feel ANYTHING weird, ANYTHING hurt. It loves to travel to the eye. And the heart too, so call if you feel ANYTHING strange.” The man feels strange every day. He was over fifty. Oh, and surgery, in four weeks, or three, or, really, it felt like three hundred weeks.

Poetry allowed me to use extreme language to recollect and understand my anguish, my fear, and my sense of guilt. He moved here to marry me, and the Texan sun gave him cancer? The poems flowed easily. It was as if I had put a tourniquet on the wound that wanted to bleed, and in the poems, I bled freely.

ils: I am fascinated by the voice of Mary Magdalene towards the end of this collection:
“Jesus, my love, you didn’t have to do it/ that way, accept the thrush. Wings, flutter/ of beatings, serrated beaks against your back./ We’d only but touched in good ways--/And wife of yours I was,” and later, “Husband, that night, blankets/ I wanted to give you. Your body open/ to the rain. My face—ready for pluck/ and the ants gathered at my feet as you died./ Hundreds upon me before I knew, crawling/ curled like frightened dirt to my feet and legs.” There’s something passionate and unrestrained about her voice, her emotions. I would love to hear more about how this voice came to inhabit you, and to ask what it is about Mary Magdalene that fascinates you so?

NT: Certain stories hit me hard. I think we are all built that way. Around 2005, I heard the stories about Mary Magdalene being the wife of Jesus. It was in the news because Dan Brown called it into question in The DaVinci Code, and news about The Gospel of Mary emerged, as well as the
controversies regarding The Gospel of Thomas. I was floored. I looked into it, and I saw that the language used to defend the idea that Mary could have been the wife of Jesus had to do with Jesus kissing Mary on the blank. A hole is in this Gnostic document right where this word would be, but people presume it is the Coptic word for mouth, and there is language that Jesus loved Mary best.

It is a longshot, a very long shot to think that their marriage would have been deleted and concealed in each of the gospels that are now accepted. I came to inhabit this voice, first, as feminist rebellion against the idea in the Catholic church that Jesus only chose men as disciples. That is the precise reason given why women may not be priests. So many women’s lives could have changed, and they could have had such a positive impact on the world as Catholicism came to rule the West. Maybe.

And if this is true, historically, that she had been his wife, that she may have borne him children, I was even more angry. She would have to be the ultimate silenced woman, silenced because Christianity has been so loud in the shaping of so many cultures and countries. Her teachings, her history wiped out for centuries. This text, which was used to carve out the destinies of so many people through war, through Crusades, through unregulated global power, could have had the voice of a woman in it, a voice of an intimate soul, perhaps a voice of reason.

Again, there is no hard evidence that they were married, and it is all fiction in my book, even blasphemous, but the possibilities stirred my imagination, and I wanted to know what would she say about the last events of his life if she had been his wife as well as his disciple.

ils: In this book, we see you, the poet, as witness, as myth-reader, as grand-daughter, as daughter, as niece, and later, as mother and wife—we see you always in relationship to someone or something else. I’m curious to learn more about where you are—as poet/writer, as an immigrant, as a woman of color, as an academic, as a feminist, as a Latina. What other stories are you still wanting to tell?

NT: I am entering new spaces, collecting what I can learn about Mary for my new poetry collection, not Mary Magdalene, but Mary Mary, the mother of the big JC. I am doing this as a gentle way to finally grieve for my grandmother Socorro’s death and celebrating her life. There are many explorations in front of me with this journey, and it has taken me over five years since her death for me to begin. I think I am delaying grieving not just for her, but for Mexico, all of its grittiness, and all of its beauty that I always accepted as my home country. My grandmother’s death coincides with a great separation I have now with Mexico.

When she died, several important family traditions also ended. And her death came just before the increase in violence in her home city of Monterrey, which kept me from my frequent travels there, and so the grief over my loss became not only about her, but for a connection to home. 

By exploring Mary, I am entering the spaces I once inhabited with my grandmother, a space of unconditional love, motherhood, and endless storytelling. My grandmother worshipped Mary every day for over an hour a day, and the stories about Mary echo in apparition stories, in healing stories, in pilgrimage stories, and in her being used for the purposes of colonization of Mexico via the apparition story of the Virgen de Guadalupe and the Virgen de San Juan de los Lagos. I want to create stories out of facts and learn more about the sacred. My dear friend and mentor, Sandra Cisneros says writing is prayer, and I cannot agree more with that.

I am also in the final stages of completing my novel, La Cruzada. This is a story about a teenager named Berta who leaves her three-year-old daughter to come live in San Antonio as an indentured servant. She is a compilation of several women I have known who have made this difficult choice, and who suffered greatly as a result. I am moved by their silent suffering, their lack of education, and their lack of options. Often, their only choice in Mexico is prostitution. They have babies, and they want to keep their babies alive. They will do anything. What teenager knows how a decision will impact her? I have been working on this novel for over seven years, first as a short story, but it grew and grew. I feel for the mothers, and I desperately want more people to understand their position. When we understand their ‘dirty laundry,’ we might act more like neighbors than enemies.  


Born in Mexico City and raised in San Antonio, Texas, Natalia Treviño is the author of Lavando La Dirty Laundry, (Mongrel Empire Press, 2014). She is an Associate Professor of Englishat Northwest Vista College and a member of the Macondo Foundation. Natalia completed her Master’s degree in English at The University of Texas, and her MFA from The University of Nebraska at Omaha. Her poems have won the Alfredo Moral de Cisneros Award, the Wendy Barker Creative Writing Award, the  Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Poetry Prize, and the San Antonio Artist Foundation Literary Prize. Her poems have appeared in several literary journals including Bordersenses, Borderlands, Texas Poetry Review, Sugar House Review, burntdistrict, and Voices de la Luna. She has been anthologized as a poet, fiction, and non-fiction writer, with fiction appearing in Curbstone Press’ Mirrors Beneath the Earth,and essays inShifting Balance Sheets:Women’s Stories of Naturalized Citizens and Complex Allegiances: Constellations of Immigration. She is finishing her first novel, La Cruzada, a testimony of a teenage mother who leaves her daughter and her home in Mexico to work in the United States in an arrangement meant to last two years. Having experienced a bi-national childhood, she hopes to raise understanding between people on both sides of the Mexican-American border. She
lives with her husband and son just outside of San Antonio. Website:  


ire’ne lara silva lives in Austin, TX, and is the author of furia (poetry, Mouthfeel Press,
2010) which received an Honorable Mention for the 2011 International Latino Book Award and flesh to bone (short stories, Aunt Lute Books, 2013) which won the 2013 Premio Aztlan, placed 2nd for the 2014 NACCS Tejas Foco Award for Fiction, and was a finalist for Foreward Review’s Book of the Year Award in Multicultural Fiction. ire’ne is the recipient of the 2014 Alredo Cisneros del Moral Award, the Fiction Finalist for AROHO’s 2013 Gift of Freedom Award, and the 2008 recipient of the Gloria Anzaldua Milagro Award, as well as a Macondo Workshop member and  CantoMundo Inaugural Fellow. She and Moises S. L. Lara are currently co-coordinators for the Flor De Nopal Literary Festival.