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If only the darkness would stop calling me, in my last heartbeat, if only the edge of that voice wouldn’t cut me, perhaps I could move on with my life. But no, it’s always the same. It’s as if my feet were stuck to the floor and my arms were being pulled by hands coming out of the darkness.
More than twenty years have passed since the Uruguayan writer brought forth the book “Women” (1995), a work inhabited by brevity and memory. Two of those women have traversed decades to insist that the book remains alive here and now. The third woman who shelters this text was not part of the original book; she is merely the continuation of those first forty fiery women who spoke through Eduardo Galeano.
