Bedtime Stories of White Supremacy
Devis with Sari
Digital Image
2015
SARASWATI TEXT EXCERPT
We fear heights {sari high up}, we fear the headless, the bottomless, and the boundless. And we are in terror of letting ourselves be engulfed {drop sari on head} by the muteness depths. This is why we keep on doing violence {trying to get out of the sari} to words: to tame and cook the wild-raw, to adopt the vertiginously infinite.
(from Woman, Native, Other by Trinh T. Min Ha)