Here Mokha departs from an open letter written to the perpetrator and accomplices of one of the attempted rapes of which he has been the victim. It is a searingly direct testimony that deals with a taboo subject in Congolese society and confronts the silence and complicity that stigmatization carries with it. “But who is Guz? Where is he? Where to find strength to face his gaze? To talk about him or talk to him? Or even write to him? What do I need to heal and move forward? Maybe I just need a space to invest, my body, some papers, a pen, silence struck by percussion. But also dance, just dance, again dance, more dance… and a letter to Guz.”