I guess my feminism and my race are the same thing to me. They’re tied in one to another, and I don’t feel an alliance or an allegiance with upper-class white women. I don’t. I can listen to them and on some level as a human being I can feel great compassion and friendships; but they have to move from their territory to mine, because I know their world. But they don’t know mine.Sandra Cisneros, Chicana Feminist Thought (via mexicatiahui)
Be part of the sisterhood.
Bikini Kill in Hawaii, 1992