“Nobody’s going to save you.
No one’s going to cut
you down, cut the thorns thick around you. No one’s going to storm the castle
walls nor kiss awake your birth, climb down your hair, nor mount you onto the
white steed. There is no one who will feed the yearning. Face it… Do it
yourself.” —Gloria Anzaldua
Painting by Elisabeth Slettnes
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