By Michelle Vongkaysone
I’m a woman, taught I’m beneath men. Weak. Worthless. A substandard being.
Not entirely human.
Like a toy, or cattle. A subhuman entity to control.
If I’m not human, what am I? Can’t I be something more?
Many mighty beings aren’t human. Goddesses, dragons, robots and such.
All together vengeful, wise and powerful. Commanders of all, subordinates to none.
If femininity entails inhumanity, can’t I be like them?
Can’t I rise above my status and oppressors, Improving on faults born of their ‘humanity’?
So, I honor them, bearing my ‘inhumanity’ to bring justice, wisdom and vengeance to a darkly ‘human’ world.
I love your POV…I completely endorse your opinion that women are not “less than.” But that due to our biology…we may fulfill our destiny…even if we don’t agree.
Written like a true goddess. This is more essay than story though. You have a nice writing style, I would have liked you to actually tell me a story with a plot…one based on your insightful argument. Look forward to reading more from you.