po tem, ko sem vso noč in pravzaprav ves teden imela napade
panike. zdaj se počutim svobodno, svobodno pred iluzijami, ki
sem jih imela ta leta, da obstajajo združena fronta, solidarnost,
prihodnost ali širši krog podpornih prijateljev. veljam samo
toliko, kolikor bo nekdo pritisnil svoje ustnice na moj trebuh.

after a whole night and in fact a whole week of fits of panic. i now
feel free, free of the illusions i've had these past years that there
exists solidarity, a joined front, a future, or a larger circle of
supportive friends. i'm worth something only when someone wants to
press their lips against my stomach.