I got the feeling everyone we knew was partially in love with her. That the two of us were alone and naked under the stars seemed to me like the most fortunate of coincidences.
FICTION
MICRO
Hotel Monteleone
Later, she understood that there would be only money—and not all that much.
BACK OF THE ENVELOPE
gluttony
you were warned, that your greedy digging,
your clawing fingers sinking into the earth, was just
like shooting up
ART
Another Day in Paradise
And who knows how long this will last? Weeks? Months? I can't wrap my head around it.
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The Long Tail
My parents speak fluent English, and my Taiwanese is pretty well close to fluent, but some things cannot be communicated.
Excerpt from “Inferior Normal”
my body as landfill, as food for rats, /
as slime on plastic bottles and broken washing machines.
At the lighthouse, in May, forty-two days since he fell under
The feral water-body foams, lip of God.
On the train from Kraków
Today begins with the beautiful / green eyes of the Gestapo /
officer. He looks /
at you & you look
