Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light, / Sport and repose lock from me day and night, / To desperation turn my trust and hope, / An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope.
I may both sithe and sob; this is a piteous remembrance
As the first epigraph to this chapter suggests, Esperanza's response insisted on queer Latina/o ownership of the cultural and political legacy of latinidad and advocated for its central role in figuring queer lives and communities.
There are two laws discrete, / Not reconciled,— / Law for man, and law for thing; / The last builds town and fleet, / But it runs wild, / And doth the man unking.
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