These types of genres are a narratologist’s dream, because one can spend an inordinate amount of time (even in a 190 page book like this one) teasing out the tiniest components of this unfamiliar world.
–after Julio Cortazar
E N T I T L E D
LET’S DRINK AND FUCK
Elizabethton, Tennessee, 1929
Desperately Seeking My Name is Not Susan
Farewell Adios to the Americano