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O PASTOR

Você talvez seja...

JOHANNES

Você não me conhece. 

O PASTOR

Você é o filho do fazendeiro?

JOHANNES

Sou pedreiro. Eu construo casas, mas ninguém vai morar nelas. Querem construir sozinhos. Eles mesmos constroem, mas não sabendo como. Então, alguns deles habitam cabanas não terminadas e outros vivem em ruínas. Mas a maioria vagueia sem ter casa para morar. Você é um dos que precisam de casa?

A Palavra (1955)

INGER

Você não tem fé?

MIKKEL

Nem mesmo fé na fé.

A Palavra (1955)

 behind the silence

- diane seuss

And here

I am, broke, barely able to count to fourteen. When

people talk about math, they say you’ll need it to balance

your checkbook. What is a checkbook and what,

indeed, is balance? 

- Diane Seuss

how do I explain

this restless search for beauty or relief?

- Diane Seuss

I sorrow for silence

- Natalie Diaz

When Walt Whitman wrote, The half-breed straps on his light boots to compete in the race, he really meant that all Indian men over age 40 have a pair of vintage Air Jordans in their closets and believe they are still magic-enough to make even the largest commod bod able to go coast to coast and finish a layup.

- Natalie Diaz

I am begging: Let me be lonely but not invisible.

- Natalie Diaz

Let me call my anxiety, desire, then.

Let me call it, a garden.

- Natalie Diaz

a siren whining high toward town repeating 

that the emergency is not here

- ada limón

I’m here waiting for something to happen to me.

- Ada Limón

I’ve been leaving be because why not?

- Ada Limón 

begging for love from the speeding passage of time

- ada limón

A name

Ada Limón 

When Eve walked among

the animals and named them—

nightingale, red-shouldered hawk,

fiddler rab, fallow deer—

I wonder if she ever wanted

them to speak back, looked into

their wide wonderful eyes and

whispered, Name me, name me.