The Murmur of Bees

by Sofía Segovia

women can never be fully understood. Their minds are a labyrinth that men are only permitted to glimpse from the outside when they want us to, when they invite us. Until then, the labyrinth remains a mystery.

The empty hours of the night do not pass unnoticed, because in their unrelenting cruelty, they do not allow one to rest; they force one to think, and they demand a great deal. Because it is at night that fear is most frightening, yes, but it is also when sorrow becomes deeper and one regrets what one did or did not do more.

That there is no limit to the amount of times a person can be knocked down, because life doesn’t believe that third time’s the charm?

while life offers no guarantees, sometimes it does offer gifts;