What I urge for has no name in this Earth. What I need is otherworldly, perhaps starlike. No need for me to rest my feet on the ground.
— Alana Marroquim, Apr. 2021
What I urge for has no name in this Earth. What I need is otherworldly, perhaps starlike. No need for me to rest my feet on the ground.
— Alana Marroquim, Apr. 2021
Você que me ama na realidade nua
Há de aceitar que não lhe amarei mais do que amo Àquela
Porque há limite na realidade
No meu sonhar,
onde ela se esconde
só há vastidão.
vastidão
da carne dela,
crua.
— Alana Marroquim, Abr. 2021
They’ve sewn my mouth shut
So I could not sin
With my merciless tongue
Little did they know
That the angels
Granted me with
The language of silence
— Alana Marroquim, Apr. 2021