Back in college, I had a debate with my creative writing professor about my identity. “Am I a Latina poet? Or am I a poet who happens to be Latina?” For me, the difference between those two descriptions wasn’t really about identity. It was about the type of work people could expect from my writing. I recognized that there was an expectation on what I should write about based on my ethnicity. Expanding what’s expected of me became my unconscious mission.