Mexican poet, novelist & playwright (1954- )
I was an angel of the desert.
In your arms I broke my wings.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
"Europa: Puerto Sin Mar"
Even though language has its richness the relationship between language and the writer is always like a stone and you have to make the stone human.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
Journal of Latin American Cultural Studies, Vol. 4, No. 2, 1995
I drink the darkness of disbelief.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
"Bebida"
Some people die, others just run out of fuel.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
Cleopatra Dismounts
For a pair of eyes and a pair of ears to fix images and sounds in the temporal order in which they happen is no easy task; their memory enjoys making fun of the tyranny of time.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
They're Cows, We're Pigs
No fate is worse than oblivion; it is the completest form of death that can befall a queen.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
Cleopatra Dismounts
Nothing lasts for those who are born to die,
Both fortune and misfortune hurry by.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
Cleopatra Dismounts
Everybody can tell a story but it is different to create a real book, a real literary text that has several voices in itself and that breathes with its own mouth and has its own lungs and looks toward its own body. To create that body you have to start out with a stone and stones do not have lungs or air in themselves.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
Journal of Latin American Cultural Studies, Vol. 4, No. 2, 1995
I am filled with the thirst of the desert.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
"Europa: Puerto Sin Mar"
Women are allowed to enter the spaces of the senses, the space of the body, the spaces opened by sensations, all kinds of feelings, but women are not allowed to enter the spaces of reason to the same extent, that is to say the space of ideas, political ideas.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
Journal of Latin American Cultural Studies, Vol. 4, No. 2, 1995
Within all things, all living beings, the words of the gods lie hidden, awaiting revelation.
CARMEN BOULLOSA
Cleopatra Dismounts