Now I'm not afraid when harvesting darkness. Night after night it is happiness that wakes...

Jakob Beer: [Michaela reading some of Jakob writings] While I hid in the luxury of a room, thousands were stuffed into crawlspaces, stables, pigsties. While I was learning Greek and English, learning geology and poetry, Jews were filling the corners and cracks of Europe. I didn't know that while I listened to stories of explorers, a Jew could be purchased for a quart of brandy, for sugar, cigarettes. What do our bodies make us believe? That we're never ourselves, until we contain two souls.\nJakob Beer: Now I'm not afraid when harvesting darkness. Night after night it is happiness that wakes me. There is room at last for everyone I have ever loved. As Michaela approaches, I shake like a compass needle, feeling for the first time a future, my words, my life, no longer separate, after decades of hiding in my skin. Here is a woman who will slowly undress my spirit, bring my body to belief