Del consuelo
Throughout my father’s illness and death, my mother wrote a series of poems in notebooks, notepads, electronic diary files… Two years after that experience, I took all those writings, gave them coherence, wrote a prologue, and had them published, without her knowing anything about it. The title alludes to the need for consolation after such a painful experience, and also to the name of the clinic where my father was hospitalized for so many months.
