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Josefina Ayerza

 

 

Femininity, the sexual, hysteria...

I put on big shoes, too big, so big that my feet appear to be men's feet; me standing in the hallway, him, no sign of showing me in. And he looks and looks at my shoes, he rolls his eyes, he sighs, I follow him.
— Shshsh... shoes... Oh! shsh... it certainly identifies you... An Angel Passes¹ when all of a sudden the conversation stops... I didn't know it had this meaning in English... I mean the title of your book... did you translate it from the French?
—...(Silence, while the best of his stone faces; it could be that he was even impatient...
Aphrodite... generated not from a female body but from
male genitals... feminine beauty and erotic seduction
sustain by an act of disrobing... the body of Mary...
untouched and undefiled... the maternal body serves to
produce of itself a body that the Word or Verb comes to
inhabit, in the sense of being clothed by that body.)²
— Silence in the Other... a hole... a robe?... we know silence invests certain people... (Why is he going to smoke and I can't?)
— Do you have a light?
— No!

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