The wind, a giant hand
It shook the house. The wind tried to get under with its nails; to pry with its fingers, tip the house over on its side, kick it forward across grass and clay; the people inside, the sleepers, it wanted to rattle against the walls like seeds in a maraca.
On Bijlmermeerplein, opposite the Lidl, The Library of Strategies for Surviving the Storm appears with regularity. Like in any library, you’re welcome to walk in and browse. The Librarians will engage with you. About the storms that rage through our lives.