Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.

“Remembering our past, carrying it around with us always, may be the necessary r…”

“جميعنا في جزء ما من أنفسنا نعيش وراء الزمن, ربما أننا لا نَعي عمرَنا إلا في لحظات…”

“Não posso evocar essas velhas culturas antigas sem uma espécie de nostalgia. De…”

“Sigo teniendo ante mis ojos a Teresa, sentada en un tocón, acariciando la cabez…”