aryan kaganof : midsummer in the death camp (for bo cavefors)

aryan kaganof
midsummer in the death camp (for bo cavefors)

it was a wonderful night in the death camp

everybody wore makeup, even the very

old men had their faces white with

powder and their lips so thickly

painted that they left left lip-

stick traces all over the

ground when they

tried to kiss the

boots of the



the music

playing was

harsh electronics

the instruments were

bones pulled out of the

incinerator, scratched rhythmically

with necklaces made out of teeth in

order to provide a beat for the melodies

that were stretched out on hair. occasionally

a solemn faced virgin would swell with delight

when she recognized a familiar tune, or some teeth

from a friend, and then, briefly, she would try to jig, but

most of the virgins were too weak for that. it was a wonderful

night in the death camp, the weather was fine and even the stench

wasn’t as bad as usual, considering the temperature. unfortunately i

had to work. i was editing letters that my fellow inmates were sending

to their mothers and fathers back home, making sure that they weren’t

trying to falsify any evidence about the conditions we lived under. making

sure that nothing hostile was written about our glorious leaders.

although i felt sad not to be taking part in the festivities

i was secretly proud of myself

after all i had volunteered

to join the fra

after all




to hide

do you?

June 20, 2008

Action from Qualis Artifex Pereo
Performers: X, Y and Bo I. Cavefors
Photo: Aryan Kaganof

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