In the room next to yours:
Juka Araikawa By Ang Kia Yee
âI had always found it unpleasant to have guests in my apartment. They filled up my rooms with strange sentences I would never have formulated in such a way. Today I found the sound of these sentences particularly unbearable. Sometimes I tried to follow only the sense of the conversation so as not to hear the sounds of the language. But they penetrated my body as though they were inseparable from the sense.â
OCTOBER 2020
â YĹko Tawada, Where Europe Begins