Hushed

…To be silenced

 

“The language I learned was pretty, full of passivity and silence. I had no proper language for the issues of blood and anger,
yet much of what went on when I was a child made me angry. There were no words a nice girl could use to describe anger;
her options were to remain silent or to use indiscreet language, the kind that curls in a room like smoke and soon disappears.
We girls were taught to speak safely and to bandage our anger with polite, pretty words.
We might talk about the anger only in questions and sighs, unable to curse, yell or break windows in the beautiful garden.”

– Beth Bagley

 

Featured Image:
un disperato bisogno d’amore
Luciano Corti

 

Composition by:
Kay Lynn Gabaldon

Un disperato bisogno d’amore
Luciano Corti

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