Here as elsewhere everybody claims his work, education, craving for love. People talk and stretch, make space for each other, questions bursting out, clever, sharp: “what shall I do with fear?” *

 

Aye let us all whisper: “what if the Earth stood on its head, would we fall in love in time?” Then we disappear, covered in our crumbled thoughts.

 

*Alejandra Pizarnik