Our mother, where is she? Her knowledge, her embrace, her lyricism. She is everywhere but she does not exist. When she ripped me from her teet she swore I would not suck her dry. What has she done with the living room? She has soiled all my white shirts. Ultimately, she is a whore.
Queer Thoughts is pleased to present, Oh My Goddess, a new group exhibition featuring:
Michelle Daniela Villarreal