En•fem•e: No. 9: Reborn

En Femme No. 9 is not a return. It is a stranger wearing my face with better posture.

I have died in every way a woman can die: by silence, by duty, by the slow erosion of ‘yes.’ I have been the good daughter, the patient lover, the quiet genius. I buried them all last winter. en•fem•e no. 9: reborn

(Visual: Slow motion. You rise from water or from a kneeling position. You look directly at the camera. New outfit. New energy.) Text overlay: “No more.” En Femme No

(Visual: Fast cuts of you destroying a symbol of your past self—cutting hair, wiping off old makeup, ripping a calendar.) Audio: “I tried to be soft for you. I tried to be small.” the patient lover