Colombian poet Jenny Bernal.
Welcome to this house
your home,
here you breathe the bitter cold
of that absent breath.
Welcome to this house
of anger and tears,
indeed you can sit
where your footsteps run out
where your skin dries.
The house has changed a bit
—you’ll forgive me—
but I’ve avoided painting it
so that the cracks of time
will give it a little bit of that familiar tinge.
It is the same house, don’t be afraid,
that same one that we built some time ago,
waiting to be alone enough
to live in it.
Translated by Anastasia Ramjag
