part one: posed normajeanie’s room is open Norma sets her laptop on the old costume chest at the foot of the bed.[1] Socks pulled up to her knees, an ambiguous ring on her left hand—these…
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The Topography of a Heartbeat
The nurse left work at five o’clock, or later. For night shifts, she left at five a.m., the sun cusped in the mountains on the edge of town. The work never left the nurse, the…
Leaving Home
Translated from the original Chinese by Jianan Qian and Alyssa Asquith The old men liked to say that our village was our world. I couldn’t accept this, and from the beginning, I felt that I…
The Museum of Palpable Art
I decided to give the Museum of Palpable Art one last go before I gave it up as a bad job. The first two times had been busts, plain and simple. And when I had…