Hanako Emden: my (w)hole

my (w)hole is in search for a language of devouring. Written in fragments, the essay traces a path between desire and writing. Hunger as a ritual of inscription into a tradition of writers who could not carry on their tongue, and had to hold the pen instead. The desire to fill (be filled) as a verb, as the instigator for the search of a language that belongs to the hole-people. Rewriting a hole happens in the place where language deviates from the body of the writer. It is housed in the failure, the repetition, the fragmentation of language: an effigy for Erato, an everything for Sappho. Her fragment as our copula, the gesture emanating the breath of a sentence. Writing as hand-holding, typography as the polyphony of translation. I’ll show you mine, if you will show me yours. Together we will mourn our lack.