Zyklon B

bananapeppers:

Where should one draw the line?

…the line is very clearly Zyklon B.

The painters call before we move into the new house. Ma’am, they say—

I am not old enough to be a ma’am, but I don’t correct them—

Ma’am, they say, we smell gas.

I dismiss their concern. I say, Keep painting.

I say, You are already two weeks behind schedule.

Five days after we move in, I wake up sick. I vomit.

Gas filled our house. We open all the windows,

call the utility company. The stove regulator isn’t working.

It can’t be fixed. We buy a new Frigidaire.

This is what I know of life:

Love fiercely, even recklessly;

Laugh loudly, even raucously;

Risk everything, at least once;

Live openly, without abandon;

Build trust, be honest;

Buy American.

A year later our washing machine breaks.

I want a new German one—small, sleek, stylish.

I tell my wife, It is perfect for the kitchen.

Our washer and dryer are in the kitchen.

My wife says, They built the ovens.

We buy a new Frigidaire.

Degesch, a company affiliated with Degussa,

based in Dusseldorf,

is the world’s largest maker of specialty chemicals.

Degussa has an exemplary record

of examining the wartime past,

making restitution to victims. Still

The Memorial Foundation for the Murdered Jews of Europe

rejects a subcontract for Degussa.

Degesch manufactured gas pellets: Zyklon B.

This is what I know of gas:

May you never make a mistake that cannot be corrected.

May you never take an action that cannot be forgotten.

Julie Enszer