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Honoring the practice of rest, CMW will be on a fall hiatus until January 2021. We will respond to any blog submissions at that time.

The Chicana M(other)work Blog is accepting submissions that discuss, share, and challenge the experiences of mothers, parents, other-mothers, hijxs, and teachers through an intersectional lens (race, class, gender, sexuality, ability, etc). We are especially interested in publishing testimonios by self-identified Chicana and Women of Color Mother-scholars (cis and trans), gender non-conforming and non-binary people of color, as well as allies who center mothering as an act of transformative labor within and beyond academia.


To be considered, please submit an original unpublished (including print and online publications) manuscript of 700-1500 words, a title, and a 150-word biography in Microsoft Word. Please also include a high resolution photo as a jpeg file, which will complement your published work. We also accept anonymous submissions. Submissions should be sent to:


Unfortunately, we cannot offer compensation for publication because we are a grassroots collective. Likewise, because we are a volunteer collective, please allow one-month from your date of submission for us to get back to you. We look forward to reading your testimonios!


Should your work be accepted for publication elsewhere in the future, we ask that you please provide visible credit as site of initial publication to The Chicana M(other)work Blog or a link to our page.

Recent Posts

My Ramon

Ramon Eduardo Taveras Cruz, born October 28, 1995, better known to his siblings as “the Baby.” What can I say about my Ramon, my friend, my last gift from above. To say I miss him every second of every day I continue to breathe without him, is not enough… On November 28, 2017 at 7:30 pm as I was leaving work I got a phone call from my partner. She said something is wrong with Ramon. What happened to my insides that day, is something I can’t describe with words, but I will try. I felt that my heart was being squeezed tight and my lungs had stopped giving me oxygen… I don’t remember how many minutes it took me to get home, or how I drove myself to my son’s apartment — to find him dead… Dead, o

From the Ashes We Will Rise

Afternoon on Wednesday, September 4th, 2018, a fire burst in the woods surrounding the I-5 freeway in Shasta county. In a matter of minutes, the unforgiving flames spread its power across hundreds of acres. Men driving big rig trucks, hauling American capital from the north to the south, were forced to abandon their machines and flee for their lives. One man ran down a hill as his truck, carrying bundles of hay, turned into a ball of fire. Another car stopped and picked him up, carrying him to safety. As they drove away they saw in their rear view mirror a violent burst of light moving quickly across the dirt floor like a comet. It was a deer running out of the woods, its entire body in flam

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