WHEN ONE WOMAN SCREAMS When one woman screams, I think all women hear. All women feel that scream as it twists their gut. Somehow. And when those women are silenced, in fear, in hiding, in hell, when that one woman cannot scream any longer, we all must scream for her. And we do. When the world turns and some women are forced to go back instead of forward, we don't imagine for a moment that this is not our issue. No woman left behind. No woman left behind. When one woman screams, all women listen. I hear it. I know you do too.