I am many people and many faces. Sometimes, I am María. Sometimes I call myself Aleksandra, because it’s the moments I feel I belong to other times and other places. My friends sometimes call me Miss Trambolika.
It doesn’t really matter. I am myself and I am a combination of all of them. Whatever you want to call me, it’s just another tag – language teasing us once again into believing we can name the true nature of things.
I speak many languages because I want to absorb many points of view. I am the sun and the moon. I am female and male, because those concepts are empty and I master them if I want to. I am ethereal, contradictory. I am a yes and a no. I don’t think I make any sense.
Every morning when I wake up, I want to become a different person. But that is fine, because fortunately life is long and I know how to change skin if needed.