VERTIGO

Borges 2016


With pieces of history in my mouth, I have visions. I break free. The air and the light are my support. Beyond the fog, I pray the Hail Mary. My head is bursting, and I feel the touch of God’s hand on my forehead.
“It’s been so hard to invent ourselves, delve into the past, and mutilate ourselves before returning to the end of the mirror.”
Ana Emilia Lahitte.

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Con pedazos de historia en la boca tengo visiones. Me despliego. El aire y la luz son mi sostén. Detrás de la niebla al revés rezo un Ave Maria. Me estalla la cabeza y los dedos de Dios acarician mi frente.
“Costo tanto inventarse, cavarse, mutilarse, antes de regresar al fondo del espejo.” Ana Emilia Lahitte.