Alejandra Pizarnik: Distance

16 October 2019


My being brimming with white boats. My being bursting with sensations. All of me beneath the memories of your eyes. I want to destroy the tickling of your eyelashes. I want to reject the restlessness of your lips. Why does your phantasmagoric vision drink from the chalices of these hours?

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