<< Human Signs arrived like a jet of icy air that attacks and takes away your strength. In me, it left the silence, the fear, the restlessness to find in me what I had lost for years.
The search for ourselves, for our souls, for our smiles, for our tears: a mantra that has left grooves in a valley, alas, already dry and flat.
Like arrows it managed to penetrate into hidden parts, to flourish the seed I had… they had burned.>>