Occupation: Poet Birth: 1942
My voice is the only material thing in which I can still reveal myself. Go ahead and cut off the hand or the testicles of a voice. Try to find the he….
In ourselves we harbor the intuition of another evolution, of other possibilities of life..
But understand that I want to remain alone, truly alone, so I can precede my face, my voice, my hell without anyone telling me which is the best path….