Tapeworms of the Mind

TapeWorms of the Mind
TapeWorms of the Mind

I finished reading Watering Heaven by Peter Tieryas Liu on the plane. Reading these stories was like crushing pomegranate kernels against the back of your teeth; like listening to pop music whilst popping popcorn; like dancing in a dark room with flashing strobe lights; like eating fresh sushi in a crowded mall. I think it is called “magical realism“? 

I enjoyed it. Especially the hungry tapeworms of the mind… Reviews and ratings  probably tell you more about the reviewer/critic than the writer or artist. Unless you do it for a living, as a job. 

(He has a blog.)

 

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