They Say Behind Mountains Are

Anger Is A Wasted Emotion.

There Is A Frustration Too, That At Moments When There's Not A Coup, When There Are Not People In The Streets, That The Country Disappears From People's Consciousness.

The Past Is Like The Hair On Our Head. I Moved To New York When I Was Twelve, But You Always Have This Feeling That Wherever You Come From, You Physically Leave It, But It Doesn't Leave You.

On Some Levels, You Can Also Have This Feeling That We Are Being Duped, Somehow. And That The World Is At Play For Something You Would Understand More If It Were Pure Ideology. It Is A Very Strange Time And Also Basic Things Are Being Taken Away.

...women, Brave As Stars At Dawn