What is sisterhood after all? It isn’t divine masculine, nor is it divine feminine, but it surely seems like divine comedy, a BIG FAT uproarious comedy. Girls are human, women are human. We are as flawed as men, animals, inanimate objects, plants, flowers, stones, rocks…we all get stuck in survival, and get scattered too, in the ashes of space and time— what an oxymoron, ha! Stuck and scattered at once.
What does sisterhood mean to you?
This is an excerpt from Choicehood, my forthcoming novel.
— Deboshree Ghosh
