This performance and written poem are designed as a means for a settler or white person to face their own complicity in the violence against the brown body. A body historically and to this day seen unworthy of compassion unless suffering to the colonizer’s eye. My body takes on the embodiment of Xochipilli, queer Mexica prince of flowers to unveil these words and images. Laid on soil, Earth from land that continues to suffer from the settler colonial project. My eyes through a mask make eye contact with the settler gaze as a means by which to confront the viewer in intimacy and acknowledgement. To realize the racism and violence which brown and indigenous bodies continue to suffer from today. The images include these kinds of bodies, policed by the settler state in the U.S.-Mexico border and within resistance against the Dakota Access Pipeline. Behind the figure lies an ojo de dios, as a reminder that our ancestors are with us, within our bodies, and they are watching with their Gods’ Eyes.