Category: France
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Interview with Lorelei Bacht
“I would keep a diary in “the other language”: English when I lived in France, French when I lived in America. This led me to reflect upon the role of language in the formation of thought, as there are entire parts of my personality that only exist in one language.”
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BEACH FUN by Lorelei Bacht
Heavy rain. The sea, Suddenly troubled, struggles To read its own face. What a drag! My heart Broken beyond repair, when I should “just relax.” Daddy watches them
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TONIGHT by Muriel Cuissard
Tonight is heartache and black teeth like charcoal wrapped pearls. It’s hollow heartspace and empty hands, like hands / that once held branches of flowers / but dropped them / on the way home It’s a kid crying outside the window, as if he was the siren from within, warnings going on / and /…
Litehouse 