Every day, my grandmother drew narrower boundaries for me and sewed a long dress for my body, upon which I would draw the disappointments of my betrayed, blossoming humanity. The images of salvation diminish in my imagination, and my grandmother weaves prisons for my captive thoughts from the sound of her voice, trapped in the whirlpools of a body blossoming with femininity! She tells me to beware of my young, budding years on my soft skin, besieging my imagination with heaps of worn-out phrases about a woman's honor and chastity. She numbs my fear with submissive surrender to that fate flowing over my body, a fate called femininity not for use.

• Author: Saba Matar
• Publisher: Fadaat Publishing
• Year of Publication: 2018
• Category: Stories/Novels
• Number of Pages: 118