Louise Bourgeois, the Woven Child

Gerçekten istiyor muydu, acaba? Bilinçli olarak mı almıştı kararı?

Artık farketmez, nasılsa çok geç...

Bedeninden canhıraş çıkmaya çalışırken, lime lime hissetti kendini. Param parçaydı bedeni. Çoğalmak istememişti, elinden geldiğince karşı koymuştu ama sonunda o minik beden gene de bulmuştu çıkış yolunu.

Bu minik beden vücudunu terk etmesine rağmen daha çok bağlanmıştı. Aralarındaki bağ kesilemezdi, kesildikçe daha sağlam yapışıyordu. Kendisi bebek, bebek kendisi oldu.

Gerçekten istemiş miydi, acaba?

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Did she really want to? Was it a conscious decision?

It doesn't matter now. It's too late anyway...

As he struggled to get out of her body, she felt herself being torn to shreds. Her body was tattered and torn. She didn't want to multiply, she resisted as much as she could, but in the end, that tiny body still found its way out.

Even though this tiny body had left her, she was more attached to it. The bond between them could not be cut. The more it was cut, the stronger it clung. She became the baby, and the baby became her.

Did she really want him, I wonder?