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You're never going to be back home again.
I’ll Give You The Sun, Jandy Nelson | Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami | White Oleander, Janet Fitch | Homesick, Noah Kahan | Sick, Jody Chan | Chrystal Light, Erin Hanson | First Dog in Space, Brennig Davies | It's Not A Game/It's Just A Ride, Ride The Cyclone | Giovanni's Room, James Baldwin | “La Cueva”, Lessons on Expulsion, Erika L. Sánchez | Fiery grass against a blue sky, Casey Lee | That's Enough, Let's Get You Home, Will Wood | Journal of a Solitude, May Sarton | Faithful and Virtuous night, Louise Glück | Ask Polly: Help, I'm the Loneliest Person in the World!, Heather Havrilesky | Hammerhead, Penelope Scott
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geryone · 1 year
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Lessons on Expulsion, Erika Sánchez
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literaturewithliz · 1 year
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What are you reading right now? I’m just curious, lol. Possibly start a reboot chain
I’m reading Dance Of Theives
hey jesssss
right now i am reading I am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter by Erika Sánchez. Its a bit slow at first but the more i read the more i like it. Dance of Thieves is such a cool title. whats it about?
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feral-ballad · 1 year
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Erika L. Sánchez, from Lessons on Expulsion: Poems; “Amá”
[Text ID: “In One Hundred Years of Solitude, / Márquez wrote that we are birthed / by our mothers only once, but life obligates / us to give birth / to ourselves over and over.”]
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Six Months After Contemplating Suicide by Erika L. Sánchez
Admit it - you wanted the end
with a serpentine greed. How to negotiate
that strangling mist, the fibrous
whisper?
To cease to exist and to die
are two differetnt things entirely.
But you knew this, didn't you?
Some days you knelt on coins in those yellow hours.
You lit a flame
to your shadow and ate
scorpions with your naked fingers.
So touched by the sadness of haie in a dirty sink.
The malevolent smell of soap.
When instead of swallowing a fistfull of white pills,
you decide to shower,
the palm trees nodded in agreement,
a choir of crickets singing
behind your swollen eyes.
The nmasked bird turned to you
with a shred of paper hanging from it's beak.
At dusk hair wet and fragrant,
you cupped a goat's face
and kissed his trembling horns.
The ghost?
It fell prostrate, passed through you
like a swift and generous storm.
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pendraegon · 5 months
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slaughter-books · 11 months
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Day 10: JOMPBPC: Books And Sunshine
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lillyli-74 · 2 years
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But everywhere, the pain suckles you. Everywhere, you hold its lumpy head to your breast like a saint.
~Erika L. Sánchez
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mccoppinscrapyard · 2 years
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Favorite Books Read in 2020:
I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter (by Erika L. Sánchez)
“Happiness is a dandelion wisp floating through the air that I can’t catch. No matter how hard I try, no matter how fast I run, I just can’t reach it. Even when I think I grasp it, I open my hand and it’s empty.”
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Only…11 days into the month, here’s my May wrap-up! The month was busy, full of summer heat and basketball games, protest and lake visits and lilac…but I found time to read in the midst of it all.
Highlights included the historical fiction landscapes of Horse by Geraldine Brooks, reflections on writing by Elena Ferrante, a vivid memoir by Erika L. Sánchez, and the gorgeous new poetry of The Hurting Kind by Ada Limón. 
I also dove into Western African literature for an upcoming Book Riot list, loving books by authors such as Mariama Bâ, Fatou Diome, Mbarek Ould Beyrouk, and more.
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bookaddict24-7 · 2 years
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RECO OF THE WEEK!
I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter by Erika L. Sánchez
Synopsis: 
“Perfect Mexican daughters do not go away to college. And they do not move out of their parents’ house after high school graduation. Perfect Mexican daughters never abandon their family. But Julia is not your perfect Mexican daughter. That was Olga’s role. Then a tragic accident on the busiest street in Chicago leaves Olga dead and Julia left behind to reassemble the shattered pieces of her family. And no one seems to acknowledge that Julia is broken, too. Instead, her mother seems to channel her grief into pointing out every possible way Julia has failed. But it’s not long before Julia discovers that Olga might not have been as perfect as everyone thought. With the help of her best friend Lorena, and her first kiss, first love, first everything boyfriend Connor, Julia is determined to find out. Was Olga really what she seemed? Or was there more to her sister’s story? And either way, how can Julia even attempt to live up to a seemingly impossible ideal?”
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Check out my short review here. 
Add this book to your TBR on Goodreads here.
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Have you read this book? Would you recommend it?
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Happy reading!
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kuramirocket · 2 years
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"Living with a mental illness is like walking a tightrope in heels. One misstep and you might plummet to your death. The wrong medication can ruin your entire life. Everything is high stakes, but now I know that some of my anxiety is inherited from my mother and all the women who came before us. The mother can always imagine the worst case scenario because all of the terrible shit she's been through as a woman and as an immigrant. She's experienced traumas I'll likely never know about. Expecting the worst is simply a survival mechanism for her. It's taken me most of my life to realize that I too am always looking over my shoulder to see who or what might ruin my life."
- Erika L. Sánchez, Crying in the Bathroom A Memoir
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geryone · 1 year
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Lessons on Expulsion, Erika Sánchez
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violettesiren · 8 days
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Love, remove your fingers from between
my ribs.
It's true; I cup the grief
as if it were milk, as if it were the last of water spilled.
Quiet, you whistle in my brain like a balloon.
What religion is this? Boredom in spring.
Look at me.
The burn you've left on my arm: wet orchids.
Tomorrow, I will braid you an awful necklace
made of hair.
And when the meaning is all gutted from the day,
I will delight in the sticky mess, in a swirl
so deep I forget myself.
Go on— carve up your favorite parts.
Circles by Erika L. Sánchez
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feral-ballad · 1 year
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Erika L. Sánchez, from Lessons on Expulsion: Poems; “Amá”
[Text ID: “Amá, I leave because / I feel like an unfinished / poem, because I’m always trying / to bridge the difference.”]
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earnestlyeccentric · 11 days
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I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter
Author: Erika L. Sánchez Rating: 2/5 When Julia’s older sister dies in a road accident, her family is grief-stricken and must deal with the repercussions of their grief. Spoilers ahead. Continue reading I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter
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