November 2009
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Of all the words in English is there any more powerful than home? Or spouse?
Or toenail?
No, none. Let’s read books today. Let’s sit outside and read books and go inside and homp. Oh, is there a more perfect day than that? With iced tea and a slice of pie. Oh, it will happen again—I have every hope.
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I had a sirloin steak for lunch and shared laughs with a seventy-two-year-old man. I think I have alienated people, but that’s okay—I am an alien. David Leavitt liked to say there are only two stories in the world: a man goes on a trip and a stranger comes to town. Oh oh oh. Is there a place called home for me here or am I just on a trip? This morning I saw men praying and children...
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I am in Singapore. It is unexpectedly cozy here.
The best phrase ever was invented by Nicholson Baker. It is: dozing boobies.
You can order deer penis at a restaurant in the Vivo Mall. You can eat your deer penis in plush chairs shaped like giant hands. The Singaporean murder mystery playing in theaters right now is not very good, but the water cake, the zui kueh, is delicious.
So many pretty...
Fiction by Rachel Khong in American Short Fiction →
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Something insignificant has happened and that you think it’s significant makes me uncomfortable.
Something significant has happened and that you think it’s insignificant makes me miserable.
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I took my temperature. No fever. Took my temperature. No fever. Took…I’m safe man! No flu. Not today, despite feeling warm. Faux warmness. I held a large number of bills in my hand today. All green. I remember now a black man walking down the street singing. Oh, he said, I missed that note. It sounded good to me, I said. No, no, it was wrong, he said. What was it, I asked. Al Green, he...
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My snake has eaten well tonight. I have eaten well tonight. I have returned once more to moaning frequently. Oh. Oh. A visit to the eye doctor proved my vision is getting worse, proved I am getting older, proved that I have no money. What use are my eyes anyway? All I stare at are screens. The wind has receded; the days are bearable. I had a desire tonight for corn nuggets that went unquenched. Oh...
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I worked today.
I talked to Kevin. I ate bacon. Eggs. Brisket. A peanut toast.
I rolled the trash cans to the house from the curb after they had been emptied.
Waiting.
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Did you ever wish that you were more than you were? Did you know that you made me wish I was more than I was? Do you know you still make me wish that I am more than I am?
Is there anyone better than Sylvia Plath? Raymond Carver? Frank Conroy? No. We are Americans.
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The submersible sump pump broke and someone drew me a fish. I scraped, with a long screwdriver, mud off the label of the broken sump pump and shouted the model number as I uncovered it digit-by-digit to my mother who I had on the telephone. THREE-THREE-E-M-P-FOUR-FIVE. I THINK THAT’S IT. This was the nearest to Howard Carter I will ever be. The fish was by a woman named White who does not...