Blanche

By VestAndPage, 2017

Speak out my name, it is silence.

Write down my name, it is a blank space.

 

I don’t know my father

I don’t know my mother

I don’t know my sisters

my brothers, or you

 

I don’t know my grandfather

my aunt

my uncle

my child

I don’t know my family

 

I don’t know my home

I don’t know my country

I don’t know my place

my streets

my shelter

 

I don’t know this world

my skin

my hand

my tongue

 

I don’t know my face

my eyes

my voice

I don’t know words

 

I don’t know my past

my future

my present

I don’t know yesterday

tomorrow

today

I don’t know time

 

I don’t know my thoughts

I don’t know my feelings

I don’t know joy

pain

sorrows

I don’t know love

 

I don’t know forgiveness

I don’t know mercy

charity

faith

I don’t know our bodies suffering

 

I don’t know anything

anybody

anywhere

 

everyday

everybody

I don’t know

 

I don’t know her

I don’t know him

I don’t know them

I don’t know you

I don’t know you

or you

or you 

I don’t know my self

I don’t know

  

VestAndPage, Terra Nova, Gradisca d'Isonzo, 2012. Photograph © Silvia Profumi

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