Georges Perec:
“To write: to try meticulously to retain something, to cause something to survive; to wrest a few precise scraps from the void as it grows, to leave somewhere a furrow, a trace, a mark or a few signs.”
(Species of Spaces, tr. John Sturrock) via @yoonkim.bsky.social
Poem in the Shape of the Poet Beating Henry Kissinger to Death with Their Bare Hands.
"the clowns retire my makeup"
those who escaped · from the Stechschritt sweep
so often could thank · one person's kindness
The Oversteegen sisters hunted Nazis in 1941. They were 14 & 16 at the time.


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