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#Djabbarova26 #MyDreadfulBody Brutal! How does one reconcile with that? How do vou forgive? You can't. A great story!! Thank you @lizoksbooks.bskv.social for an incredible heartfelt translation! Thank you @yelenafurman.bsky.social and @olgaz.bsky.social for bringing #MyDreadfulBody to our attention!

But words and pain took up the space instead of children. And they were all that fully belonged to me, since words and pain were as impossible to take or give away as the rocks of Gobustan.
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My body angered him and my legs in tight-fit- was angry. ting fabric interested him more than his own drunkenness, more than the illness that had ruined my health, and more than my mother's misfortune; they angered him because they were visible.
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Whatever the case, there was to be no talk about one's own body, about what was happening to it, if it was ill or healthy, gaining or losing weight- the body had to be invisible and nothing drew more attention than a crimson bloodstain.
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#MyDreadfulBody, chapter XI: Belly. “It's as if syllables from the roomy words [for ‘woman’] will be dropped if no wedding ring appears on a woman's finger and her womb never carries a child. I know that I'm no longer a true woman to them” 🎯📚 #Djabbarova26 #WomenInTranslation

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"Stars winked at one another, conveying entire poems in Morse code to local residents but remaining undeciphered."

“We’d been clutching each other by the throat, in a death grip of fear, for too long… and an unbreakable chain of horror had held us the throat for years” 📚 #Djabbarova26 #WomenInTranslation

#MyDreadfulBody, chapter X: Throat. “I wanted to finally break the vicious circle of retribution and open our shut mouths so I could shout about my own existence and the existences of mothers, grandmothers, sisters, and girl-friends“ 📚 #Djabbarova26 #WomenInTranslation

They felt better in the morning after the prayer because it seemed as if the words that had been released into the world took that burden with them. I often heard my mother pray at night.
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When she was sure there were no witnesses, my paternal grandmother would whisper a nocturnal prayer: the words bumped into one another as if they were clumped prayer beads that then skittered down through her voice box.
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Prayer: Qiyam al-Layl-standing during the night

Throat: Those pieces of jewelry bore messages from one woman to another, telling of a husband's love, of an engagement, of an argument, or of redemption after guilt.
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"Just like in the hospital wards, where bodies are simply bodies, a form of existence and empathy, a conversation without a conversation."

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"By condemning the bodies of strangers, they consoled their own bodies."

"Seeing the bodies of others means seeing one's own as it actually is."

My Dreadful Body, chapter IX: Legs. “I decided that after the operation I had to buy myself some red high-heeled shoes… It turned out that the mere ability to walk was more interesting than heels, so I bought myself some sneakers instead. 👠🚶🏻‍♀️📚 #Djabbarova26 #MyDreadfulBody #WomenInTranslation

Absolutely brilliant read! Thank you so much for your translation, @lizoksbooks.bsky.social. It's way up there with Three Apples Fell From the Sky for me. #MyDreadfulBody #Djabbarova26

I decided that after the operation I had to buy myself some red high heeled shoes that clacked when I walked. 👠👠👠
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