Niños aparte

"Evidence that amazes us". One of the definitions of Poetry that I like the most is equal to desire. Desire and its object, which with the energy of the verb we make one, were different things before they happened to us. I knew Elena as well as dozens of other people related to my son's education. How nice, you think, going to the car; and that same hint of fulfilled sympathy is already a film that plasticizes the interlocutors in their given role; we are fathers, mothers, we are our function. The proper name and what could unleash a look are ignored, like a strange vice. But it happens sometimes that the plastic melts. Not because of a heat that emanates from the person observed from the self. Nothing changed in Elena; my wish found her. With energetic and sensual prose, Julieta Valero delivers a novel that unfolds in different stories and a book of stories that reads like a novel. The form and tone vary, but one theme prevails: adults who raise outside of parenting, and the margins of childhood as a space that continues to speak to us when we are adults. Children Apart draws a country in constant change, with conflicting and yet familiar sensibilities.