I got Mao’s text around 20:00. I was sitting in a dingy bar watching boxers spar on the TV. I’ll be late, don’t wait for me. So I ordered some more wasabi peas & massaged my stiff knees. It’s always…

'It was the corpses of the Koreans that remained scattered in the ruins longer than any others. One reason is that although many Japanese people survived the atomic bombing, very few Koreans survived. There was nothing we could do. Crows flew down in flocks from the sky and ate the eyeballs of the Korean corpses. They ate the eyeballs.' —From “Chrysanthemum and Nagasaki”, an installation at the Nagasaki Atomic Bomb Museum by Ishimure Michiko.

who will carry me to saihou jodo what to bring there what to wear? take me to the top of a mountain leave something behind to forget who’ll build another kogetsudai fire my body at the silvery moon? leave something…

There’s a train that’s stopped moving, in the middle of Hokkaido, in the middle of the night, in the middle of winter. The sound of a thousand snores, a thousand sleepy sighs. The rumble of a passing train. The one…