/ AT THE BORDER /

I'm tall; in the war I got to weigh forty kilos.

I've been on the brink of tuberculosis on the edge of jail, on the brink of friendship, on the edge of art, on the verge of suicide, on the brink of mercy, on the verge of envy, on the brink of fame, on the edge of love, on the edge of the beach, and, little by little, it made me sleepy, And here I am sleeping on the edge on the verge of waking up. - GLORIA FUERTES