PIA: I am standing here in front of you and before I even open my mouth, you will say that I am hysterical, unreliable, crazy, that I don´t own a single penny, that I am an insane witch. I am standing here naked with a flabby stomach and with no breasts. I have to speak and I shall speak. I am thankful to helplessness, which at first was like black earth, but from which anger could then sprout, so great, so pompous, that it could not fit into any basement, bedroom, kitchen or labor camp. I speak, here in front of you, yet driven out of my body, in the name of all women, whose bodies they have beaten, burnt, cut, pierced, crunched, squeezed, on which they have poured acid, on which they have stepped, which they have thrown around, kicked, grinded, ripped apart. I demand justice in court and maybe even the punishment of the guilty, if only by telling them what they have committed. I am speaking in the name of women, who left their bodies, I am speaking with hope that their souls will want to return to those bodies. That is why I lift up each one of them, I pull them out of a deep pit, in which they are lying, all tangled up. I am giving them my spirit, the spirit of compassion and I am shouting at you. You dare not move. I am standing in the sun and I am wet all over. I am standing in the sun and speaking to you, fathers. You are sitting under big parasols, which give shade and protect your eyes. Maybe I will fall down, not to honor your presence, but of pure exhaustion. If you want to keep listening, you have to pour a bucket of water over me. How beautifully orange our earth is, right? How wonderful the crying of parrots, the hissing of snakes and the cuddling of the gorillas. How gorgeously blue is the water in the waterfalls. I bathed in them. Who would believe me, when I smell so bad now. I started to smell soon, when I turned seven. I began to pee in my pants because of the big penises that you stuck into me, fathers. I am calling you fathers, because every one of you, who penetrated me, has been or is going to become a father of a woman like me or a man like him. Instead of going to work they have entered my bedroom, whether it was in a tent, in a prefab, in a chalet, villa, igloo or outside on the moss. Instead of mining you have pushed bottles into my asshole. Instead of fishing for pearls, you have put soil in my mouth. Instead of building new houses, you blew up my pelvis. /…/
translated by Ester Žantovská
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