from: "The Postmodern Llorona"

The young woman is not afraid of La Llorona
she has become La Llorona
Her high-pitched yell is curdling the blood of her parents,
raising the hair on the back of their necks.
Most days she floats through air on a natural high.
If she ever remembers the macho
who abandoned and betrayed her
it does not render her paralyzed in susto and grief.

Anzaldúa, Gloria. “The Postmodern Llorona.” The Gloria Anzaldúa Reader. Edited by AnaLouise Keating, Duke University Press, 2009, pp. 280-281.