Entonces se me ocurre que las personas mismas están llenas de túneles: sinuosos espacios oscuros y cavernas imposibles de conocer. Imposibles incluso de imaginar.

“She deserved an angel, and I wanted to be hers.”

“Eventually she came. She appeared suddenly, exactly like she'd done that day- s…”

“Love grew inside me like a delicious secret.”

“My former people were not totally wrong. Love is a kind of possession. It’s a p…”