Perhaps see also: Mr. N, suffering from dementia, his memory leaving him, yearning for and then engaging Mr. A, the secret agent who was assigned to follow Mr. N many years before, with Mr. A realising that Mr. N is now the only person who will listen to his stories (Time Shelter, Georgi Gospodinov)

I loved this: it is a wonderfully crafted read, and zooms out much further than just Trump; a perspective on speaking about (sadly inevitable) stupidity, more than just the current actors in place

30 pages into a copy I’ve found online – this is amazingly imaginative, and one of the best recommendations I’ve seen in ages 💪 The wonder of Michal Ajvaz’s The Golden Age, peppered with the geometry of two dimensions (eyes closed to the dated application of gender onto this abstract space, tho ;)

A big thank-you to @jonathangibbs.bsky.social for hosting this piece (and all the work he does in pulling A Personal Anthology together each week)

"For every six butts he has, you see, he can make his own cigarette—he takes a little of the unsmoked tobacco from each, rolls it in his own paper and, by piecing these fragments together, has a smoke of his own."