by Édgar Omar Avilés (translated by Toshiya Kamei) “This quail tastes great!” “Quail? It’s mushroom soup, Marcos…” “The ones I brought back from Oaxaca? They are not mushrooms!” “Well, they must be very good. You asked for another plate a while ago.” “This is my second plate, Rebeca!” “No, it’s your third, honey… Hey, what do you know! Sofía got Read More
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Poem in which everything turns into plants and fungi
by Alex Page It starts with moss breaking through potholes, cress settling on cracks in walls. You go to bed and wake up on a giant mushroom. Your car is still metal, so you go to your barista job, discovering the coffee beans have sprouted into a jungle, pollen billowing in air painted the pastel yellow of summer dresses. Someone Read More