It is only through the confining act of writing that the immensity of the nonwritten becomes legible
The sea where living creatures were at one time immersed is now enclosed within their bodies.
I’m reading! I don’t want to be disturbed!
Memories images, once they are fixed in words, are erased.
In abortion, the person who is massacred, physically and morally, is the woman.
Today each of you is the object of the other’s reading, one reads in the other the unwritten story.