Yo soy la que se incorpora / Antonia Palacios

I’m the one who sits up

I’m the one who sits up, who rises from the ground of a remote origin. I’m the disorderly one, the one who silenced her senses within infinite spaces to dislike the world. I’m the woman who returns on paths born amid yesterday’s dust. There is no word to name me. I’m the one who is pregnant with cursed rebels, feeling their deep pulse, their spying, their stupor. I’ve kept still here, diluted in darkness. I’m the one who noiselessly awaits immersed in solitude.

{ Antonia Palacios, Ese oscuro animal del sueño, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1991 }

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