Freddy Veloz

“Everything about Masterson was long, even his thoughts. I was covertly watching him through an oblong mirror on the wall to my left. I hoped everyone would leave soon. What I liked doing most was to lie naked and absolutely still underneath him in bed and to stare into his eyes with no expression on my face. I was happy in those moments because I became nothing, just a scale for his weight.”
― Esther Yi, Y/N

“Voy a mentir para crear algo verdadero.”
― Mónica Ojeda, Nefando

“Quiero que él regrese contra todo pronóstico, contra todo duelo, quiero que sus ojos me destierren y ver la punta de los árboles. Mi cabeza toma un giro. Mi cabeza en picada se incrusta. De pronto, tengo el tono de una muerta. La cara hinchada de una adicta en la bañera. El cuerpo épico de la que va a saltar al vacío rocoso. De pronto, noto que es mediodía y los ojos azules de las liebres brillan fríos y salgo a comer, pero es pasado. Me pongo a orar o es que estoy enamorada. Le pido que me escupa, que me rompa la cara de una bofetada. Me lo quedo mirando. No estoy tocada, solo poseída, siempre es la misma respuesta. Me aburro, mamá. Mi cerebro son polillas en un jarro y se ahorcan.”
― Ariana Harwicz, La débil mental

“Today was supposed to be the day for her to forget the sixth slap, but her cheek had already healed. It barely even hurt anymore. When the next day dawned, then, there would be no need to forget the seventh slap. There would never be a day when she would forget the seventh slap.”
― Han Kang, Human Acts