Intangible or the woman who wanted to be a man

"Intangible emerges from me like a gut-wrenching scream. I use the stage, for the first time in a fully conscious way, as an instrument to channel my suppressed rage. While I wait for maturity to bring the peace I long for, I do not adapt, I do not mimic, I do not accept molding myself to this imposed idea of what I should be. In privacy, I rebel against my own behaviors; I loathe them, I judge them unfairly and wrongly, for I still haven't come to terms with the fact that neither I nor my descendants will see the equity we desire."

— Sara Calero