For Carlos
My craft in seventeen words: Things that are not required always end up being the things we enjoy and love the most.
My craft in fifteen words: One cannot possibly write anything without entertaining the thought of something or someone once loved.
My craft in (seventeen times fifteen) words:My writing is always nothing more than an attempt to preserve or alter a memory, as if the version I put down on paper is more real than any other version, as if to say that
is like that of a bonfire on the beach to which I sit close when I am cold
and yet to let it touch my body can mean nothing other than being burned,“
is perhaps more real than saying
or simply
as if to invent means to imagine and to imagine means to inhabit, as if I never held you in my arms at a time when you felt so much like home, even if you were never really constant in my life the same way my address stood unchanged since I was born, as if to say that you stayed in my heart even if you have left me long ago means that you are still here and not far away, as if to consciously look for a word that could change feelings of sadness to fondness does not necessarily mean lying (only restating), as if I have always known and dealt with what I feel about your presence and not your absence, as if it makes any difference to say I am waiting instead of longing for you, as if you were always mine and not simply your own.
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