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The White Breast, the Black Breast

My mother had a white breast and a black breast. Upon waking she would take the white breast in her hand and lifting it to my lips say: Drink, my child, and I would drink a very sweet, thick white milk. Later she would pinch the black nipple between her fingers and putting it to my mouth repeat: Drink, my child, and I would drink a dark and infinitely bitter milk. My mother had a white breast and a black breast. By day, cupping the white breast in her hand like a dove, she would...

Epistle

Jews ask for signs, Greeks for wisdom, but I say: Go crazy. Where is the wise man? Where is the scribe? The light of the world has been palmed. You’re blind? Rejoice in your blindness. You’re deaf? Rejoice in your deafness. The blind have been chosen to see it all, and the deaf to hear what’s inaudible. Yes, go crazy. Because all the eyes have been veiled, and we see only what we don’t see.         Because all the ears...

The City of the Sun

Charged as fabulists and cast out of the city, we wander back and forth, sleeping now in caves, now in the open, feeding on herbs and roots, and when we’re lucky enough, honeycomb. Our women and children have come with us, and when we gather around the evening fire they turn, one after the other, to look at the city: after all, we lived part of our lives there. But reason insisted. How could they stand for it, our calling the stones rivers? The trees stars? How could they...

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