Soy una mamá, tengo ganas de compartir un espacio totalmente subjetivo, altamente catártico, político, y sobre todo un lugar donde hablar discutir conversar y crear otra realidad con otros papás mamás tutores o encargados y todos los que quieran opinar.
viernes, 4 de noviembre de 2011
Poema anónimo de indígena Kwakutl del sur de Alaska
Fire runs through my body with the pain of loving you, pain runs through my body with the fires of my love for you. Pain like a boil about to burst with my love for you, consumed by fire with my love for you, I remember what you said to me. I am thinking of your love for me, I am torn by your love for me. Pain and more pain, where are you going with my love? I am told you will go from here. I am told you will leave me here. My body is numb with grief. Remember what I said, my love. Goodbye, my love, goodbye."
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