Equivale a mentir (It equals to lie)2001

Equivale a mentir urges to think about the four elements, fusion of a body into another, flickering, muteness. Water inside the mouth of a woman that fires the secret of future. Food, fuel, holy soil. Where are the clouds of heart, the intemperance of light, the bridges? She wanders on black sand in the Garden of Eden. She remembers the blazed city, hell. Excess is healed in her feline eye. That is what a child sees and then goes blind.
- Have you eaten my flight?
-Yes.
(Liliana Heer, Argentine writer)