A collection of poems that explores the radical love inherent in revolutionary work through cultural objects, adolescent affect, and queerness from within the fall of empire.
Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta croons in the voice of a lovesick teenaged folklorist time traveler about revolution, housework, anti-colonialism, folk tales, post-punk, anti-fascism, anorexia, and alcoholism. Named both for the Chicana feminist concepts of revolutionary maneuvers and submerged technologies of struggle and the explosive queer punk movement that emerged in Spain during its transition from Franquist Fascism to democracy, La Movida moves from bed to street to river, defending memory and falling in love along the way.
Remember what I once said, I would accept nothing if that was what you could give me. Fuck that. I want the plumage. Back then, I had a revisionist history of love; and now I live against all that was taught me, against all that you told me.
(from “Revision of Love”)
I was seventeen when my father died, freeing me to dive into the earth. I ate the flesh and I opened my legs and I bled into the dawn. Sleeping amongst the pigs and their shit was grander than any homecoming could be.
("Quiver with Joy")
When you met me, I was not
in the mood for love. Then I found myself choking on fat and blood, melt ed and feathered, carrying a bell. Who else do you know
"there are women / who are sure / that they are women."
La Movida by Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta documents what love is in the face of resistance and activism. Luboviski-Acosta created a calling out to love and love's losses in this collection and there were some enticing language moments throughout the collection. However, I felt that the collection did not push itself far enough and its shortcomings came from not fully meshing the ideas of love and activism. The two core principles of the book felt very separate from one another, when I wanted to see how they are one in the same. There was so much ungrounded pain when the collection turned to seeking love while grappling with the state of the world. I wanted to know the love that rages in an activist's heart. Instead, it felt like I was reading about the speaker's day and night identities.
"I want an education / in remembering / and I want an education / in forgetting."
I loved this book. I started reading it and, as I was moving through the pages, I started to feel a connection with the autor, I kind of "I'm not alone" feeling. Tatiana writes in a very particular way about very personal topics, you feel a part of something. Thanks for the poetry/short stories.
I actually dog eared several pages so I could write down passages to keep nearby at all times. Very moving and powerful. A look at gender identify, race, body dysphoria and dysmorphia, eating disorders… every piece is incredibly striking.
so many big ideas moving through such a small book and so much humor but boy will I not easily forget “¡Ay! Can you believe / that I have never felt love, / never felt the grace / or the consensus or the / eroticism of fight / / ing for, as opposed to against?”
There are some absolute bangers in this collection—and the art is very fun—but then there are the pieces that feel v reiterative or redundant. I will absolutely read TLA’s next collection; this one just feels a tad undercooked.