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Hija

By Ruth Irupé Sanabria

I am the daughter of doves
That disappeared into dust

Hear my pulse whisper:
     progre-so
     justi-cia
     progre-so
     justi-cia

I have many friends and thirty thousand
Warrior angels to watch
Over my exiled skin.

Look what occupies the four chambers of my heart:
re/vo/lu/ción

You will know me by this.
I am the daughter that never forgets.

Added: Wednesday, July 30, 2014  /  From "The Strange House Testifies" (Bilingual Review Press, 2013). Used with permission.
Ruth Irupé Sanabria

Ruth Irupé Sanabria was born in Bahia Blanca, Argentina during a dictatorship (1976-1984) that claimed the lives of over 30,000 people from all walks of life. Both of her parents were kidnapped, tortured, and “disappeared” in clandestine concentration camps. After a 6 month disappearance, her parents were transferred to separate prisons as political prisoners. She and her mother were exiled to Seattle, Washington on December 23, 1979. Ruth Irupé grew up between Seattle, Washington and Washington, DC (Mt. Pleasant and Adams Morgan). Her first collection of poetry, The Strange House Testifies (Bilingual Press), won 2nd place (Poetry) in the 2010 Annual Latino Book Awards. Her second collection of poems, Beasts Behave in Foreign Land, received the 2014 Letras Latinas/Red Hen Press Award. Her poems have appeared in anthologies such as Women Writing Resistance and U.S. Latino Literature Today. She holds an MFA from NYU and a BA in English and Puerto Rican & Hispanic Caribbean Studies from Rutgers. She works as a high school English teacher and lives with her husband and three children in Perth Amboy, NJ.

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