Words by Lisa Robertson from “Nilling”

The central gesture of the city is eviction.
What is removed: danger, pollutant, threat.

The means of living are extracted from elsewhere
and brought apparently cleansed to the agora
exchanged for the stamp of authority.

I want to record the failure of this hygiene.
Migrants slip between borders.
Illegal economies multiply.
The city is never a static image of its own nostalgia.
Products and limits are misused.
Bodies assert their incalculable drives.
The ancient habitus of refusal and resistance.
Noise is made.