Mar del Valle | The Hunger

  • 24 Mar

  • Mar del Valle

(This storm is mine,
inside her I can scream if I want to and nobody will know, I swear
And believe me, I scream a lot
a lot)
I remember.
I remember and I die softly
I don’t want to know
I do want to know.
I feel you there, I feel us
like you feel the breeze that assaults you before the real assault of breath
the wind that makes you close your eyes and mounts unavoidably the smile on your mouth and drags you along
like you feel the first note of that dance
Reed and water and mist and voice
Feet whiter than rage
bitter than pain

I remember the steps
I remember