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NELLE 9 | 2026

—What Octavio said

el cuerpo es para usarlo he said      delicious directive i thought
my body an activated archive      my mother said i danced before i
walked      and what joy there was in running      as close to flying as i
could come      until my chest said      soccer is not your destiny      and the
brilliance of moving through saltwater and freshwater and all water
body become all weightlessness all power what it was to dance
my bare feet on bare earth      and everything a drumming and
everything a spiraling      and the joy of laying on the earth as the
thunderstorm raged      every particle of me humming in welcome      and still
the joy of waking stretching every liquid limb against soft sheets
the joy of breathing deep and grateful      the prickling memory
of hot breath on my skin      the animal comfort of one body moving against
another with      another      to another      and also the animal contentment of
the body alone in its burrow      all the freedoms of
solitude

el cuerpo es para usarlo he said      and i thought my father would have said the
body was for working      like hands were for working like
backs were meant for burdens      eyes meant for eagle awareness
feet for forcing beyond the weakness of flesh      step after step
hour after hour      that the body was for toil and sweat and struggle
that the body was for hunger and its denial pain and its
denial suffering and its denial      power and power’s dominion over
everything it could force      i wonder what my mother would have said
my mother whose body      was labeled motherbody      and
wifebody      and so i think sometimes that’s why she went away
somewhere deep inside      where no one could touch her
where she didn’t belong to anyone

el cuerpo es para usarlo he said      and i thought how innocent that
sounds      it asssumes the body is not in pain      assumes the body is
able      assumes the body is strong      assumes the body is beautiful
seems to say the body is made wholly for pleasure      made me
think      i have reveled in my body and i have longed to have no body      at
all      there are so many ways in which      we are not taught      that
girlbodies are our own      so many ways we are shown that
womanbodies      are not our own      how very few women i know who
are not carrying stories of      violation abuse violence      who have not
made all their choices in that knowing      who are not aware of each
word      each touch      and the threat of danger      there are grey spaces in my
mind      memories that are lost that i lost      that i never need to
recover      i know i can’t make the body forget

el cuerpo es para usarlo he said      and i think of what other bodies
carry      my body carries songs and stories      my body loves the wind more
than anything      sometimes i think what different lives different bodies
must live      and who would i be in a different body      and perhaps it
takes fifty years of life      to finally say i would not wish for a more
beautiful body      if it was a silent body a body that didn’t hold stories
and tell stories      and birth stories if it didn’t love the wind      and
find the thunder glorious      if it lived some other life without the
love this body has lived      if it was a body whose every cell
didn’t sing      live live live      and      fight fight fight      and i think it
takes fifty years of life      to say      i wouldn’t choose anything else
fifty years      to give thanks      for a body      that would never
name itself      fear      or      ingratitude

el cuerpo es para usarlo he said      and i think of how so many people
seem to not live in their bodies at all      they hardly even seem to
know they are bodies      they live and they walk in sleeping bodies
and in bodies they choose to numb      choose to silence      bodies
they never allow to fall or fly      bodies that never set them free
and i think      of my body      this humble body for whom each
sense      and the ceaseless intertwining of all the senses      is a doorway
is a prayer      is a portal      to transcendances      small and large
passing and eternal      that can and can’t be put into words

el cuerpo es para usarlo he said

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