Chanel Loren:

Art and Survival Fellow

De la energía del sol, de la fuerza de mi corazón. Mi camino en esta vida es escuchar la canción de los recuerdos vivos en mi cuerpo. Los ríos debajo de los ríos que corren por mis venas. Poetry is the language of beauty that life is worthy of. I am a vessel of this bubbling possibility. Questioning the velocity of the bee’s heavy, pollen swollen legs and what makes a flower courageous enough to open. Unraveling the threads that weave me in a complex tapestry of patterns and designs that tell stories of my belonging, the tears and knots of thread tracing the maps of migration, violence, erasure and sniffing out the scents and stains of cloth from wounds, memory and the vibrancy of colors that bleed the heart’s longings. If I could say it again it would be, earth intimacy, ancestral remembrance, collective healing, and communal longings for liberation.

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