"Child of the Americas"

I am a child of the Americas, a light-skinned mestiza of the Caribbean, a child of many diaspora, born into this continent at a crossroads.

I am a U.S. Puerto Rican jew, a product of the ghettos of New York I have never known. An immigrant and the daughter and granddaughter of immigrants. I speak English with passion: It's the tool of my consciousness, a flashing knife blade of crystal, my tool, my craft.