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Sandra Moussempès
Translated from the French by Carrie Chappell & Amanda Murphy
Here is the little girl folded over like a page
You open her you undress her you take her with you
You feed her with a fork you slice her
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You entrust her with a page she spreads herself out and wraps herself up with the page
You crush her by closing the book
In theory she is not dead yet she unfolds herself with words

The house of liquid sentences is her main address
A ray of light fastens itself more to the houses/voices than to the invertebrate subjects
Like an eel the little girl lets go of a cry but retrieves it

It’s poetry reduced to black powder then reworked in living dough with a little water
Each pause in a given universe gives off a mystical odor
That we extract without tweezers from a temple above time

I became aware of it — I did not become aware of it —
In sinking my heart like a fork into a fixed memory
In sucking up the features of the guests present during the final scene
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