“I try to speak my truth, but I cry.
when I would express my opinion,
my mother saw it as a chance to fight.
my father never sat with me in sadness;
he would get up and say goodbye.
so, when I feel emotion,
it's hard to express what’s inside.
now that I am older,
I understand the reasons why,
but I still cannot speak my truth
without having to cry.”
―
Rose Brik,
My Father's Eyes, My Mother's Rage