kusina? cocina? hannah rose rosales

kusina? cocina?

i meet her in my camera roll this time i don’t introduce her to a filter to a lighter saturation

i tell her stop looking at mestiza her skin like coconut milk no wonder she is halo-halo stop looking at mestiza let mestiza thrive but let morena thrive also let her live like leche flan cheeks warm like fresh baked pandesal even if she has never met the islands even if the language barely travels down her tongue

she compensates in teleserye in pancit and lumpia she compensates with a flag in her instagram bio sometimes the sun kisses her to sleep her personal limelight

will her blood test show that it is full of stories that are not hers to tell? x

WORDS by HANNAH ROSE ROSALES ART by HANAN ABBAS

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