Immodest Boots

Mojde Nikmanesh


Looking into my closet, I asked my husband, “How cold is it outside?” It’s snowing, he replied. My hand went toward my only boots, but I remembered: “I’m going to a feminist meeting.” Living as an Iranian refugee in Turkey, I had difficulty fitting into our new political group. I thought, “If I wear these stylish, attractive wedge heel boots, nobody will take me seriously.” 

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