Description
Santiago Loza’s writing is born in the lips. As if each of his characters were, прежде anything else, a voice—a voice weaving a body that speaks itself into existence.
His texts turn us into listeners. They place us behind a door, or at the next table in a bar, or under a beach umbrella, as witnesses to an unexpected and captivating story.
Loza’s ever-attentive gaze never seeks to judge. In his writing, point of view becomes point of listening, sharing—with precision and care—all the worlds that unfold through the exact choice of each word.
Bodies allow themselves to speak to excess, plunging beyond what was expected. And we can no longer stop listening—stop reading—and remain enchanted witnesses to how language makes the shadow of the familiar and its mysteries grow as the pages turn.
The extraordinary The Man Sleeping Beside Me is a powerful example of how writing can touch like a voice and, like a whisper, raise goosebumps on the skin.
Pablo Messiez




