The Myth of the Three-Tongued Woman Of course, she had three heads to contain those base roots of language: the redhead, the blue and the yellow. No matter how many times she spoke of him, no one could listen: ni en español, pas en français, not in English. They said her mouths all opened at once: un ruidazo, un chahut, a din, her tongues deserved to be severed, did nothing but froth, spittle and lie. Some chased her with knives, shears, a rusting saw. She ran, her braids of hair spelling out his name, which…
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