I’d swim across Lake Michigan
I’d sell my shoes
I’d give my body to be back again
inside of me
before I was
totally consumed. ❞
He was a very private person, and sometimes it seemed to me that he was no longer interested in the world or in other people… I got the feeling that Julián was living in the past, locked in his memories. Julián lived within himself, for his books and inside them - a comfortable prison of his own design.
'You say this as if you envied him.'
‘There are worse prisons than words.’