Tomorrow
they will dress me in ashes at dawn,
they will fill my mouth with flowers.
I will learn to sleep
in the memory of a wall,
in the breathing
of a dreaming animal.
Alejandra Pizarnik. Shadow of the days to come
Tomorrow
they will dress me in ashes at dawn,
they will fill my mouth with flowers.
I will learn to sleep
in the memory of a wall,
in the breathing
of a dreaming animal.
Alejandra Pizarnik. Shadow of the days to come