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“The Invention of Heaven” by Dean Young
The mind becomes a field of snow but then the snow melts and dandelions blink on and you can walk through them, your trousers plastered with dew. They’re all waiting for you but first here’s a booth where you can win a peacock feather for bursting a balloon, a man in huge stripes shouting about a boy who is half swan, the biggest pig in the world. Then you will pass tractors pulling other tractors, trees snagged with bright wrappers and then you will come to a river and then you will wash your face.
September 13, 2022. Preorder at Bookshop, if you want :)
“I tell the truth in Chinese, I make up stories in English. I don’t take it that seriously.”
Short story in the New Yorker fiction story. Hope you can get past the paywall!
Short story in the VQR summer issue. Enjoy! :)
A short story
New short story in The Atlantic, published in May. Been a bit behind on posting things, but better late than never! :)
Every once in awhile my thoughts turn to Kathe Burkhart and I get a little electric shock. I have only one memory of getting an actual electric shock -- inserting a key into a metal lock during a rainstorm in the dark, then doing it again thinking it would be different but also because it was kind of exhilarating.
I first saw Kathe Burkhart's work at a PS1 exhibit in the mid aughts. There was a little poem on the wall, spelled out in chocolate letters: "Please tell me / how much longer / this pleasure / will last before / it turns to shit."
Just remembering this gem from my high school CD collection. Good for driving around Kansas in the winter.
Ten essays and a conversation about Severance 🌸Edited by Jane Hu and Anjuli Raza Kolb
Books · 2020
The Black Mountain Institute, in conjunction with Nevada Humanities, has launched Severance Radio. Throughout the summer, a recording of Severance has been airing on Nevada radiowaves in weekly installments.
Each segment is bookended by speakers discussing various aspects of the novel, from “otherness” to millenial worklife to the zombie genre. These conversations are collected as a podcast, and can be found on iTunes, etc.
Thanks to Sara Ortiz and Stephanie Gibson for organizing Severance Radio, and to the speakers for the insightful discussions. :)
Extreme content warning: Extremely sad!!
When you find yourself inside a lot, and just want something beautiful and springlike to listen to.
“Matins” by Louise Glück
You want to know how I spend my time? I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding. You ought to know I'm never weeding, on my knees, pulling clumps of clover from the flower beds: in fact I'm looking for courage, for some evidence my life will change, though it takes forever, checking each clump for the symbolic leaf, and soon the summer is ending, already the leaves turning, always the sick trees going first, the dying turning brilliant yellow, while a few dark birds perform their curfew of music. You want to see my hands? As empty now as at the first note. Or was the point always to continue without a sign?