We were orphaned. We were wet, huddled, hungry, and barefoot. We were blind, scared and torn…
We squeezed each other’s hands with sweaty palms. With sweaty palms we covered our red eyes. The rain flew into our nostrils. Our hands and our feet fell off. We writhed and looked for them with red eyes.
Come, be our sister in the desolate night. Come, be our mother. Open your body cavities and take in our insatiable, inexhaustible, eternal yearning.
Come, see the horses trample us. Come, see the demons defecate on us. Come, see, the dog is sleeping… Give a breath…
Remember us, come and finish with this inferior world.