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I am daughter
of parents who needed a son,
who needed someone to go out
into the world, to work
and support, to be a man.
I was a girl
who dressed as a boy,
who learned the freedom of a boy,
to be outside, unconfined,
to be able to play under the sky.
I became a woman,
blood between my legs,
breasts I tried to hide,
but I could not become a woman,
confined indoors to a woman’s life.
I became a woman
with the strength of a man
and the heart of a woman,
with a man’s thoughts and dreams,
with a woman’s courage.
I am a woman
who is more than a woman
and less than a woman,
a woman who dresses as a man
but is less than a man.
I am a woman
who does not avert her gaze,
who lives in the world outside,
without children or husband,
without the life of a woman.
I am my father’s son,
a woman called Uncle,
a woman who goes where women
cannot go, who does what women
cannot do.
Out of necessity,
I became more and I became less,
I became half and half, outcast
yet respected, choosing one life
so as not to live another.
Author’s note: Bacha posh (Persian: بچه پوش, literally “dressed up as a boy”) is a cultural practice in parts of Afghanistan and Pakistan, in which some families without sons will pick a daughter to live and behave as a boy. I read a couple of extraordinary books about girls who chose to go beyond the accepted cultural practice and continue as boys/men into adulthood, basically for life, because of the greater freedoms it offered them, but of course at huge cost to them in terms of identity, femininity and so on. It is yet another peculiar manifestation of the distortions and contortions that women in various parts of the world have to undertake in order to survive.
Copyright 2017 David Ades.
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Fascinating cultural practice and excellent poem, David. I’m sure it will be read in the specific context of Islam, but it speaks more broadly, I think, of the trade-offs that all cultures impose as conditions of membership.
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