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A RED CHERRY ON A WHITE-TILED FLOOR

Updated: Jan 1

Maram Al-Massri (1962) Syria

Extracts

Women like me do not know how to speak. A word remains in their throats like a thorn they choose to swallow.

 
Give me your lies. I will wash them and tuck them in the innocence of my heart to make them facts.

 

She said: Yes I devoured him… I was hungry like a man… And like a man I splayed him across my desires blossoming with masculinity.


 
Old clothes fill her wardrobe, and children come in the evening with a loud din and low test scores. A husband who abandoned her, and a lover who no longer has the time.


 



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