Rebecca Suzuki
micro exchange I am sitting at the table at my aunt’s, having a meal with my mother, sister, aunt, uncle,…
Read Moremicro exchange I am sitting at the table at my aunt’s, having a meal with my mother, sister, aunt, uncle,…
Read MoreOn Eating Books: An Ambivalence My friend asks the question: if you had to eat a book, which book? We’re…
Read Moreforte crescendo fortissimo bassnectar beats in my head, that forte crescendo fortissimo & there weren’t any strobe lights in that…
Read Moreuz devyniu juru She writes Gyvenimas on the board. Says that there is birth and death and that gyvenimas, life,…
Read MoreThe Regeneration of Earthworms On a Central Park footpath, a worm thrashes for its life. A robin slices off a…
Read MoreMy Father’s Silent Films They have always been in an old blue suitcase—the hard-backed kind with brass latches and airline…
Read MoreChicken Today I’m thinking about chickens. I have a checkered history with chickens, but my attention has been drawn…
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