By Unknown and translated by Violet Liang
In a lifetime, a female human body can produce 400 eggs
grows from brutal plunder of the very first fruit of hers.
As dark skies deepen, there is hunger
evolving into the insidious.
With vicious baits, there are men
across the river.
The darkening river,
her darkening life?
Who’s that? She might be me.
Who am I carrying?
Who’s inside my body?
How can it be so relentless
this vulgar instinct that the species inherited?
When her fruits are all dead
it is not until then that she will be liberated.
and in the ancient dialect
“Boat” is pronounced the same as “Bed”.
This piece is published by an anonymous account online as part of the public outrage at a recent video of a trafficked women chained up as sex-slave in a remote village in China. Online discussions have been censored, and the account was blocked for 30 days after posting this piece. (For reference, see this Washington Post article).
Violet studies Logic and the Philosophy of Science at LMU in Munich. She is from Guangdong in China. She speaks Mandarin, Cantonese, English and is learning German.