The Choice
months that I have forgotten how matter-of-factly the chimneys rise. In a way, they are ...
snuck it into the bathroom and read it in secret. If I die tomorrow, I will die a virgin. Why ...
don’t want to indulge it. I picture God as being like a dancing child. Sprightly and inno ...
officer is just ahead. Everyone is being sent in the same direction. is isn’t a selection line. It’ ...
body danced. is mind dreamt of the opera house. is body ate that bread. I am the one who had the thought tha ...
CHAPTER 6 To Choose a Blade of Grass ere is always a worse hell. at is our reward for living. When we s ...
months since we left Auschwitz. Magda Ęirts. at is her answer to death’s beckoning. She meets a Frenchman, a ...
without being killed outright. When she went into labor, the SS tied her legs together. I’ve n ...
ere’s no Ęame. I open my eyes, and I can see jeeps rolling slowly in through the pine forest that ...
colliding with Magda’s sardine can! Whether on purpose or by accident, she has arrested ...
thankfulness. But I feel it prickling all across my skin. He lis me now and deposits me on the ground, on ...
PART II ESCAPE ...
CHAPTER 7 My Liberator, My Assailant When I permitted myself to imagine a moment like this—the end ...
What are we now? Our bones look obscene, our eyes are caverns, blank, dark, empty. Hollo ...
turns staring at us and then run to hide their faces behind their mother’s skirt. We are conta ...
have to. I understood the threat. Don’t ruin yourself. Don’t disappoint. Now rough handling could do more ...
back to do what he started to do, saw horror too. Like me, he probably spent the rest of his li ...
name—lis me out of the crib and holds my hands and coaxes me a step at a time around t ...
and me the dances that go along with the sound—jitterbug, boogie- woogie. e men pair up like ...
back this new pain; I can be a selective mirror, I can shine back at her the things she wants to cult ...
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