George Segal
At one time,
Buchenwald had over
120,000 inmates
crowded into
each other’s bones.
The gate says
“Everyone for
Himself.” My
parents took
cyanide. I was
supposed to go
in a bunker with
them. They told
me to go out, said
“you might survive.”
I was so upset
I wanted to stay
with them
by Lyn Lifshin
October 1, 2009
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