I declare myself guilty of trusting the other
of dreaming out loud
of seeking poetry.
I declare myself guilty
of saying what I feel
of betting on feeling
of believing in the saying.
I declare myself guilty
of feeling that it is possible
to cry an absence
an encounter.
I declare myself guilty
of living another time
of trusting a gesture
of insisting on the truth
I declare myself guilty
Yes.
I declare myself guilty.
I do not regret it

(Araceli Mariel Arreche)