My love, I do not want for you or for me or the two together, I do not want you because blood calls me to love you, I love you because you’re not mine, because you’re on the other side, where you invite me to jump and I can not make the jump, because in the depths of possession are not you in me, I’ll catch, not pitch your body, your laughter, there are times that haunts me you love me …

tormenting me your love that does not help me bridge because a bridge does not stand on one side …

– Julio Cortazar –

Ph : Arthur Meehan

An admirable line of Pablo Neruda’s,

“My creatures are born of a long denial,“ seems to me the best definition of writing as a kind of exorcism, casting off invading creatures by projecting them into universal existence, keeping them on the other side of the bridge … It may be exaggerating to say that all completely successful short stories, especially fantastic stories, are products of neurosis, nightmares or hallucination neutralized through objectification and translated to a medium outside the neurotic terrain. This polarization can be found in any memorable short story, as if the author, wanting to rid himself of his creature as soon and as absolutely as possible, exorcises it the only way he can: by writing it.

– Julio Cortázar –

Ph : Arno Rafael Minkkinen