Eugène: Why do you question the Holocaust?
Mahmoud: Rabbits are hiding under lounge chairs.
Hares under chairs. Pears in pairs. Pears
Eugène: You had doubts before. Do you still have
doubts, Mr. President?
Mahmoud: Snow has just fallen in Telluride. I mean
Teheran. Bears hiding under stares. Bare
facts. Four and four are more. Or less.
There's a parasol in Paraguay. Onions
in Ontario. A parka in Parchin. A home
Eugène: What should happen in Syria, Mr. President?
Mahmoud: Snowflakes on women's eyelashes are beautiful.
Eugène: Why is Faezeh Rafsanjani in prison?
Mahmoud: Desperate housewives are lonely. This is not art.
This is a pipe. This is a schoolboy's project.
Bar codes glued to a canvas. Yellowy newspapers.
A faded blue hydrangea growing in the distance.
The distance may be a close-up option. Two plus
two under Assad's shoe. I like flowers. Les fleurs?
Eugène: Have you read my play, Rhinoceros?
Mahmoud: Mrs. Martin's tomatoes are rotten. Mrs. Smith's
mouth is dry. Fermez la bouche. We have no bald