I Wore My Abuela's Locket In A Nude Mirror Pic And Now She's Haunting The Shit Out Of Me

I Wore My Abuela's Locket In A Nude Mirror Pic And Now She's Haunting The Shit Out Of Me

While hiding from my mom’s questions about post-grad life, I took refuge in a neglected closet where I found a box of my dead abuela’s things. (RIP)

An absolutely gorgeous locket caught my eye. I don’t know what saint or virgin was on the front, but she was really rocking that shawl draped over her head. It was vintage, trendy, and dead-ancestor-chic. Exactly what I needed to snap on those white bitches at my We Work. Imagine their faces when I told them it’s from my abuela, an inmigrante, from Cuba. And it's one of a kind.

Wearing it, I felt Abuela’s strength take over, the strength of all my female ancestors who persisted through countless oppressors. I did the most empowering thing a girl embracing her strength and beauty could do: nude mirror pics. Just me, the locket, and fluorescent bathroom lighting. 

The moment I took the pics, Abuela’s hand-knit blankets flew in and hit me, as if they were aimed at covering my titties. I thought I heard a voice whisper-shout, “Tu sabes mejor!” But when I looked around no one was there. Undeterred, I posted the pics to the appropriate platforms, but Abuela was already preocupada (all up in my shit).

Of course, Abuela doesn’t haunt like white ghosts do. Suddenly, my Country Crock containers were all filled with sofrito, I wanted to watch novelas all day, and I never turned on the A/C. And she’s been cooking. With my body. I can’t stop. She makes me eat arroz con gandules until my stomach aches. I’ve put on a few pounds, which was definitely her intention. And now she mocks me for my weight! Saying, “Que gorda..” One day, all my thongs caught on fire. Even the Tweety Bird one. 

I’ve considered holding a little seance to talk to her, but that’s white nonsense I will not tempt. I carry her rosary on me now and I’ve kept the locket. Occasionally I whisper into it in Spanish to let her know how I’m doing. Honestly, it was rough at first, but I’m kind of coming around to it. At least for the food and some company. 

But nobody, not even my dearly departed Abuela, will keep me from taking nude mirror pics. Especially now that I’ve found my abuelo’s guayabera. 


*edited and revised by Alex Gonzalez
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