by Verónica Mar
The city. The night.
I have always given myself into the city.
I am seduced by every street, every corner, and every facade, darkened at night, illuminated by stars and neon signs...
As if I always needed to explore it, go through it, know it deeply.
To conquer it.
Consume it with every step, and every look.
And, when I walk through it, violent and uninhabitable, it gives itself to me, to fragment it, to be with it, to be inside it and it inside me.
With me.
Create it, then let me go.
And lose me in the light of day.
