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FOR YOU SOLA, A KISS

Our eyes were filled with tears when we learnt of your death. It is just not fair that your clear goldfinch voice and humming bird's eyes vanished in the air. ¡There are so many others who deserve to die and it had to be you, Sola! Those who kidnapped your husband, those who raped Chile, crouched down in a corner of history, as cowards do. It could have been the dictator who weeps for clemency and the politicians who weep out of fear of the military. But it had to be you, Sola, that's why our eyes were filled with tears.

But we know that you have returned to earth where your strength and intelligence will take you to the hill of the yellow butterflies where tapirs roam freely. There, under the mellow winter sun, you will at last be able to make love to Waldo; calmly, without anguish or machine gun bursts shattering the night. You will be able to love each other, as you never did before, for all those absent nights, for the sons of bitches who destroyed the dreams of a good woman will no longer be there.

For you, Sola, a kiss

Tito Tricot
Chile
July 99