in the synagogue of my heart... I myself jail and the jailed, I go wounded, bite-marked

When I write, it's everything that we don't know we can be that is written out of me, without exclusions, without stipulation, and everything we will be calls us to the unflagging, intoxicating, unappeasable search for love. In one another we will never be lacking.

I do believe in poetry. I believe that there are creatures endowed with the power to put things together and bring them back to life

Writing is the passageway, the entrance, the exit, the dwelling place of the other in me.

Women must write through their bodies, they must invent the impregnable language that will wreck partitions, classes, and rhetorics, regulations and codes, they must submerge, cut through, get beyond the ultimate reverse-discourse, including the one that laughs at the very idea of pronouncing the word "silence"...In one another we will never be lacking.

You only have to look at the Medusa straight on to see her. And she's not deadly. She's beautiful and she's laughing.

Perhaps what I do not manage to operate rapidly enough is the passage between the outside and the inside.