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It was another 75° day in LA.

Kim Gordon

The Pitch

Where do you go when you disappear?

It was another 75° day in LA. The kind that can either make you gloriously happy to live in such perfect warmth in February or want to make you want to go home and lay down and turn on the TV for a little feeling of connection to life outside of Cali. Those goddamn Santa Ana winds were beginning to whip around. I know the clichés about them creating madness. As I walked around the garage I couldn’t help wonder what her...

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Diane Williams

How about some string?

I said “Would you like a rope? You know that haul you have is not secured properly.” ABO DE

Maël Renouard

On Memory Atrophy

How can we remember the way we used to remember? OPEN
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Stephen Barber

Twenty-four hours in state of unconsciousness

Now this spectral city will become the site for execrations and lamentations, now time itself will disintegrate and void itself… ABO

Maria Filomena Molder

So many egoists call themselves artists…

Words are human things; a great obscurity saturates them… OPEN
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A. L. Kennedy

Upending meanings and rewriting sanity

When it all burns you’ll know – a writer was there at the first…

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Dodie Bellamy

All that pent up terror and rage

A stupid tweet by a nobody, meant as a parody, somehow goes viral and the internet offers up death threats.

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Magazine Online

Autofiction—Metafiction

Monograph

Hypothesen über die Herkunft des Pseudonyms

Salini (zu Patricia): Wer hat dieses Buch geschrieben?

Georges Perec

»53 Tage«

Monograph

»Es gibt nichts zu erzählen!«

»›Es gibt nichts zu erzählen‹, sagte meine Mutter, und es ist dieses Nichts, an dem ich mich abarbeite.«

Chantal Akerman

Meine Mutter lacht

Monograph

Das Protokoll einer im Überleben verlorenen Kindheit

Der Vater, Rabbiner in der Rue Ordener in Paris, der von der Gestapo abgeholt und in Auschwitz ermordet wird; die Mutter, der es gelingt, sich und die sechs Kinder an verschiedenen Orten versteckt zu halten; Sarah, die sich weigert, anderes zu sich zu nehmen als koscheres Essen, die die rettende...

Sarah Kofman

Rue Ordener, Rue Labat

Monograph

Herkunft

Herkunft berichtet von der sinnlichen, emotionalen, geistigen Formung eines Kindes, das zu Beginn des Zweiten Weltkriegs in einem Dorf im Südosten Frankreichs in eine alte, katholische Familie ohne Vermögen geboren wurde. Wie die meisten seiner Bücher hat Pierre Guyotat es nahezu vollständig im Indikativ Präsens geschrieben. Die Gefühle, die Fragestellungen,...

Pierre Guyotat

Herkunft

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Halluzinatorische Chroniken New Yorks
Reportagen, Fiktionen, Wirklichkeiten der Hauptstadt des 20. Jahrhunderts
- New York
- atomic age
- noir fiction
- reportage
- USA

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Bruce Bégout

The limp, voluptuous decadence of the place

I’m not going to talk about my profession here.

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obsession
avant-garde
short stories
contemporary literature
urbanism
Venice

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Mário Gomes

“Poetry must be made by all. Not by one.”

“Nuestro Norte es el Sur” = “Our North is the South.”

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theory of architecture
poetics
spatial turn
South America
fiction
architecture
community

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Pierre Guyotat

“This text was written at the end of 1962, after my return from Algeria. For me the text is the matrix for Tombeau pour cinq cent mille soldats.” P.G. OPEN
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Stephen Barber

J.G. Ballard’s self-declared ‘Immodest Proposal’ for a global war-alliance to exact the destruction of America demonstrates the provocatory zeal of his last fiction plans, as well as their enduring prescience. OPEN
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When life’s hard, time’s a motherfucker going slow

Soham Gupta

In his photographs and texts, Calcutta-based Soham Gupta forces the tension that arises between fiction and real-life conditions in as yet unseen ways. ABO DE FR

Ann Cotten

The last philosopher. The zen-queen.

In what way are you a communist – since we need to define this. OPEN
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Antonin Artaud, Stephen Barber (ed.)

“Here Lies” preceded by “The Indian Culture”

Me, Antonin Artaud, I am my son, my father, my mother, and me.

The two poetic works collected together here as Here Lies preceded by Indian Culture were created as a partly improvised vocal performance dictated during one session on 25 November 1946, based on provisional notes, and transcribed by Artaud’s collaborator Paule Thévenin at Artaud’s pavilion in Ivry-sur-Seine. The two works together form one of the outstanding experiments of Artaud’s final period. Those two works were published in one volume in Paris on 20 January 1948 by the small poetry publisher K...

literature
poetry
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Raphaëlle Milone

Old-school publisher, avant-garde dandy, undisputed expert on the global history of Dada: Raphaëlle Milone paints an intimate but unsparing portrait of a man who belonged perhaps to a dying breed but is still remembered vividly. ABO FR

Tom McCarthy

The ironic self-awareness of the poet can only be that of his own inauthenticity, repeated or fed back into itself at increasingly conscious levels, and ‘to know inauthenticity is not the same as to be authentic’. ABO DE

Zoran Terzić

Everything new is a pose in the alcoves of capital

In the post-avant-garde era we’re all either in the vanguard or asleep in the lap of capital. In this sense everybody is avant-garde—or nobody. OPEN
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I.V. Nuss

The seahorse is the chosen metaphor for pregnant trans men ABO DE

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Rolf Bossart, Milo Rau

Humanity is a metahuman concept.

We are bodies. It makes no sense to debate this.

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transhumanism
realism
art theory
re-enactment
postmodernism
artistic practice

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Jochen Thermann

I really should not have hired him…

Waldemar—well, that was not actually his name…

I really should not have hired him, but he seemed like he could fill in for my regular cook. Schneider had called in sick it seemed like it could drag on, so I took him on without too much fuss. He was a stocky, small man who could speak only broken German. At the end of the day, business had to go on, and the guests were hungry.

The complex relationships that you maintain often are unclear, even to yourself. So too the code that goes along with them. It is hard to decipher. It is only when things go off the rails that you recognize how well the self-regulation mechanisms were working: how Schneider would organize his purchases, how he would talk to the staff, how he put together the ingredients, and how truly he was interested in keeping business humming.

On the surface, the assistant chef worked in the same...

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