“Listen to a woman speak at a public gathering (if she hasn’t painfully lost her wind). She doesn’t ‘speak’, she throws her trembling body forward; she lets go of herself, she flies; all of her passes into her voice, and it’s with her body that she vitally supports the ‘logic’ of her speech. Her flesh speaks true. She lays herself bare.”
Helene Cixous, The Laugh of the Medusa (via lazz, curate, fuckyeahfemmes)
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