Nothing Happened
Celine Croze
I was on that ultimate line
Where madness, life and death confront each other
I didn't want to hear or see anything
And I got there
On this island
This land that wouldn't let me go
This land that wanted to tell me something
His identical days
This man
I wanted to tell this story
To intrude into the rift
Collecting residues
Sketch the faces of the wounds
Touching animal impulses
Being as close as possible
Take out only the matter
The island, it, accompanied me in its moonless nights. One night, she trembled It was chaos,
Similar to that of my soul
So, I decided to stay
Breathing Beyond Destruction
Stay and see.
Celine Croze
Casablanca (Morocco)
www.celinecroze.com