Adrienne Rich - Our Whole Life lyrics

[Adrienne Rich - Our Whole Life lyrics]

Our whole life a translation
The permissible fibs

And now a knot of lies
Eating at it'self to get undone

Words bitten thru words

Meanings burnt-off like paint
Under the blowtorch

All those dead letters
Rendered into the oppressor's language

Trying to tell the doctor where it hurts

Like the Algerian
Who has walked from his village, burning

His whole body a cloud of pain
And there are no words for this

Except himself

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