{"id":1856,"date":"2026-08-26T17:21:19","date_gmt":"2026-08-26T17:21:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/?post_type=altavoz&p=1856"},"modified":"2026-08-31T13:45:04","modified_gmt":"2026-08-31T13:45:04","slug":"agustina-soy","status":"publish","type":"altavoz","link":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/altavoz\/agustina-soy\/","title":{"rendered":"I\u00b4m Agustina"},"content":{"rendered":"

Valentina C\u00f3rdoba Palacios, Cocco Kilele, is a young poet, writer, artist, and cultural leader from Choc\u00f3. In this edition of \u201cAltavoz,\u201d she tells the story that inspired Agustina soy, a poem she wrote several years ago and is now sharing with us<\/em>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Well, Agustina was an enslaved Black woman in the municipality of Tad\u00f3 who was abused by the man who was then her master or owner, Miguel. And the truth is that this may not have been unusual for the time. However, during the period in which Agustina lived, she had the possibility of reporting him\u2014that is, of expressing that she did not consent to what had happened to her. And, as might be expected, nothing happened.\nMiguel did not want Agustina to have the baby because, to him, the idea of a Black woman giving birth to his child was an aberration. So Agustina was beaten until her baby died.\nAnd what Agustina did, as a way of giving dignity to her anger and, literally, answering life with life\u2014because Agustina was killed after this\u2014was not only to set fire to the estate where she was with Miguel, but also to organize fires on different lands that belonged to him.\nThat is why, today, you can find a statue in Tad\u00f3 honoring Agustina. And that is why the poem Agustina soy exists.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And I am here to recite a poem I wrote a few years ago called Agustina soy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am Cocco Kilele, daughter of Yiris, birthed by Rozana and Paulina, granddaughter of Rosa Cruz, and descendant of Rosa Mar\u00eda.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And I am because all of them were.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAgustina soy\u201d Says:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Soy memoria, memoria tengo
y memoria siento.
Renazco alrededor de elementales, me alzo,
levito sobre la tierra,
pongo mi voz en el aire,
regreso a la ra\u00edz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yo soy \u00c1frica, madre,
bendita diosa,
descendiente de Shun,
a mis ancestros me aprecio.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Soy la escuerpes en el barco,
el azote y cicatriz,
las cadenas y los llantos de mis hermanas,
el sentir,
el desembarque en Atrato,
el camino hacia Llor\u00f3.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yo soy la mayor Agustina,
prend\u00ed hacienda,
en Tad\u00f3 esclavizada me encontraba
a manos de un hombre llamado Miguel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Despu\u00e9s de violarme, quer\u00eda lastimarme m\u00e1s.
\u00c9l que abortara me dec\u00eda.
\u00c9l me quer\u00eda obligar,
yo me negu\u00e9
y me comenz\u00f3 a azotar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Y a denunciarlo fui
y la corte fall\u00f3 en mi contra.
Inexplicable el dolor.
Golpe tras golpe,
mi vientre soport\u00f3
y el fruto que hab\u00eda en \u00e9l
cruelmente muri\u00f3.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Y en voz de las mayores
mi historia hoy est\u00e1,
y lo que hice con ayuda del fuego
voy a contar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Imag\u00ednense, me fui
de hacienda en hacienda
y en mi nombre las hice arder,
en el nombre de los ancestros
y en el nombre de todo nuestro ir\u00e9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Y le quem\u00e9 la casa del amo.
Yo, mujer negra,
la casa del amo incendi\u00e9.
Yo, hija del fuego,
hoy proclamo que quemo
el racismo del amo,
la opresi\u00f3n del amo,
el patriarcado del amo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Y si es posible,
hoy todos nos quemamos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Le prendo fuego al dolor que me atraviesa.
Le prendo fuego a la herida colonial.
Le prendo fuego a lo que me lastima.
Y en el fuego me permito sanar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Renazco en cada una de mis hermanas,
negras, d\u00f3bias, danzantes.
Estamos conectadas
a un solo coraz\u00f3n.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hoy es un d\u00eda hist\u00f3rico.
Pues las Agustinas,
prendimos este sal\u00f3n.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Valentina C\u00f3rdoba Palacios, Cocco Kilele, es una joven poeta, escritora, artista y lideresa cultural del Choc\u00f3. En este Altavoz, cuenta la historia que inspir\u00f3 Agustina soy, un poema que escribi\u00f3 hace algunos a\u00f1os y que hoy comparte con nosotros: Bueno, Agustina fue una mujer negra esclavizada en el municipio de Tad\u00f3 que fue abusada por…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1857,"template":"","class_list":["post-1856","altavoz","type-altavoz","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/altavoz\/1856","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/altavoz"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/altavoz"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/altavoz\/1856\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1865,"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/altavoz\/1856\/revisions\/1865"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1857"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nextgenc.net\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1856"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}