Selected Work - Huey Helene Alcaro
“Let Women Keep Silence” Originally printed in Luna Station Quarterly We sit. Encased in white in a white room. All white. White veils cover our faces. Rows of us. Facing toward the center. We sit and wait. We will be married today. All at one time. All to men who are not our choices, but those of the Defenders. If a man has been sufficiently subservient to the Defenders, he will have been granted the privilege of saying which of us is to be his. We were placed before the privileged and they saw us in our nakedness. Some of us make small fluttering movements. This is the day we have waited for, been trained to long for. Our place in the world taken, as wives of men. The flutterers believe they will be married to one of the chosen. Or fear they will not. Some of us have tears, not seen because of the white veils that hide us. We do not speak. There is no need for our voices. If we were to speak we would be beaten. Made to kneel in the middle of the group and beaten by the others for not having learned the lesson. Continue Reading ...
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