Silk: A Wearer’s Guide
A scruffy boy, I kept them in a box, and learned to watch how they fattened on beds of green mulberry and spun themselves to a timetable. Now I’d wear silk in war and watch bullets bounce off my chest....
View ArticleI Smell Buffalo in Cambodia
by Adam Aitken after Tomaz Salamun: “I Smell Horses in Poland” I smell buffalo in Cambodia, ruins in Angkor. I had come from a rich disinfected nation to one overflowing with frozen steaks and a...
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