Alejandro Zambra

I was going to be a memory when I grew up.

I must say that my father is innocent. I should say it. I have to say it. I__ obliged to say it. My father will kill me if I don__ say he is innocent. The children of murderers cannot kill the father.

Last night I walked for hours. It was as if I wanted to get lost down some unknown street. To get absolutely and happily lost. But there are moments when we can__, when we don__ know how to lose our way. Even if we always go in the wrong direction. Even if we lose all our points of reference. Even if it begins to grow late and we feel the weight of morning as we advance. There are times when no matter how we try to find out what we don__ know, we can__ lose our way. And perhaps we long for the time when we could be lost. The time when all the streets were new.