[transcript: 1. “god is fucking with my oblivion. if he wants forgiveness, he shouldn’t have given us memory.”
2. “your god comes and he is ordinary and terrible. he confers with the doctors at your kitchen table and tells you to eat….”
3. “our father who art in heaven. our father who art buried in the yard.”
4. “at the trial of god, we will ask: ‘why did you allow all this?’ and the answer will be an echo: ‘why did you allow all this?’”
5. “i don’t believe in god as much as i believe in the interrogation room. i believe in someone placing a loaded gun on a metal table between me and a door. who gets to be god then? will god be the bullet or the table or the door.”
6. “every spy knows this. some say god is where we put our sorrow. god says, which one of you fuckers can get to me first?”/end transcript.]
vi khi nao— fish in exile/leila chatti— portrait of the illness as nightmare/richard siken— snow and dirty rain/ilya kaminsky— a city like a guillotine shivers on its way to the neck/hanif abdurraqib— all the tv shows are about cops/richard siken— war of the foxes
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a body — a life, a death
Richard Siken, Vi Khi Nao, Ilya Kaminsky, Porochista Khakpour, LCD Soundsystem, Ocean Vuong, Charles Bukowski, Jane Kenyon, Anne Sexton, Shruti Swamy, Warsan Shire, Mark Strand, Japanese Breakfast, Anna Akhmatova, Ocean Vuong
buy me a coffee
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She made my body feel like literature, a place for the endless gaze.
—Vi Khi Nao, Fish in Exile
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I wanted to announce that my new collection of strange tiny plays (or microfictions or prose poems) is out now! It's the first book released by X-R-A-Y & I couldn't be more pleased with how it turned out. Die-cut cover designed by David Wojciechowski, art by Isabella Cotier, with interior illustrations by Matt Schumacher. So excited to have this one out in the world. Please grab a copy and/or spread the word if you can!
Praise for Cardboard Clouds:
“I was occasionally reminded of Daniil Kharms and Lewis Carroll, but that won’t surprise you. These dark one act plays are strangely comforting and addictive.” — Alex van Warmerdam, Palme d'Or nominated writer/director of BORGMAN & THE NORTHERNERS
“So many cardboard boxes here, you may need to forklift your way out of this fabulous language theater.” — Vi Khi Nao, playwright & author of WAITING FOR GOD & FUNERAL (w/ Daisuke Shen)
“It is my fervent hope that these plays are some day staged, and that the performance never ends.” — Jeremy Radin, actor & author of DEAR SAL & SLOW DANCE WITH SASQUATCH
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I wrote a poem about sitting on your face
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Vi Khi Nao, Fish in Exile
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Nature holds up a mirror and humans reflect.
Vi Khi Nao, “Callously touched by this maniacal man” from The Vegas Dilema
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There is longing. So much longing. I am afraid to be so incomplete.
Vi Khi Nao
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I don't believe the mind can distinguish between the literal world and the conceptual world
Fish in exile, A novel by Vi Khi Nao
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— Vi Khi Nao, Fish in Exile
[text ID: She made my body feel like literature, a place for the endless gaze.]
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Writing is like sex because sometimes it takes you forever to get there and when you get there, you stop wanting it and you just want to crawl into bed while lingerie or a splatch of ink is spilled out of you. Which is a way of saying: oral pleasure isn't for everyone, but writing while having sex can be.
Vi Khi Nao
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"loneliness climbed the rope of my body into the first chamber of my heart."
Vi Khi Nao
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