LAS QUE FUERON SILENCIO

Josefina, Magdalena, Dolores Isabel, Rosario… these are the names of the protagonists. For me, they are true heroines, an enigma made up of many women who inhabited the uninhabitable, who never deserved what happened to them, and to whom justice has never been served. This group, conceived from the dramaturgical point of view as a small cell of the anti-Franco resistance, only pretends to make themselves heard where nobody wants to listen to them. That is their mission, their conflict and their drama.

And why write this? Isn’t it better to turn the page, to settle into silence and leave all that behind? Never. Because sometimes, staying silent is to lie. And this is one of those occasions when the word is obliged to surface. Lift the curtain and uncover the wounds so that the air can finally heal and prevent the flesh of history from rotting; for that would be to condemn our present. We are witnessing it. We are experiencing it. We are regretting it. Speak out, repeat what has been said, until it sinks in, until the bones understand. That is the task of these Mothers of Remembrance. Knowing that then, and only then, will we be able to breathe freely.

Alberto Iglesias