Love is when you suddenly wake up as a cannibal, and not just any old cannibal, or else wake up destined for devourment.

Love is when you suddenly wake up as a cannibal, and not just any old cannibal, or else wake up destined for devourment.

Me too, I make do, I anoint what cannot be fixed.

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

What happens: events interiors, snatch them from the cradle, from the source. I want to watch watching arrive. I want to watch arrivances. I want to find the root of needing to eat. And taste it: work of sweat / sleep.

Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. Write yourself. Your body must be heard.

It is said that life and death are under the power of language.